Monday, July 22, 2019
Joe was my cousin, a great friend, another brother, and my little buddy. We spent many summer days in the village of Stony Brook near the “docks” and marina. The fishing was great and the water amazing. At high tide we would jump off those same docks into the water and then gather up our money and grab an ice cream shake at the local soda shop.
Years later, when we recalled those times down at the “docks” we understood that it was perfect. Like magic. Something that just never seemed to leave our memories. Unbelievably great times spent as a youth in that picturesque town. You laughed and smiled about it as only you could. Joe I will miss you dearly but like you always said “those Norman Rockwell days down at the docks will be forever in my heart”. Love you cuz.
