Tuesday, February 5, 2019
I lived next door to Charlie and Naomi growing up. They were like a 2nd set of parents to me.
My little dog and I would visit them often. Many evenings were spent with me sitting on that
red step stool in their kitchen visiting with them while they ate dinner. I'm not sure how they ever got their dinner eaten with me there. As so often happens, as I got older my visits became less. But I will sure miss knowing that she is next door and still bringing my Dad homemade baked goods. I love you Naomi. RIP