Frances Davis
Robert,
I'm thinking of you today as I'm at Pat's and looking at pictures. I talked with Becky (Hasher) on Sunday at church and of course, we talked about you. Not a day goes by that I don't think of you. Miss those days when you would come up and bring three pieces of chicken (for you, Chester, and me). You always asked, "Mama, where's the cranberry sauce?" Miss you so much and love you always. Mama




