|This is our family home in Chicago. We lived there for many years.|
It is changed from when we left 20 years ago.
Funny that both my brother and we parked as close
as possible to the old house
and walked to the Church just around the corner.
When I was young, daisies were THE flower...along with babies breath. When I saw these on our walk
it reminded me of many many happy times. You cannot help but be introspective after saying goodbye to a friend who never got to grow old. In my memory dear Ed will be forever young.