MsAlphabet

It's coming up on that time of year again. That weekend, my husband, son and I did some shopping in the area and were on the way to Cross Keys to visit Paul when we heard the news on the truck radio. We went home and made many calls, eventually learning the grim details. I met Paul at Raeford, probably in the early '90s when my husband was the rigger there. He used to play with my little kid like he was a member of the family - carry him out to the pit, carry him like a football and throw him up in the air, take him for a ride in a golf cart. I guess that he was a member of the family - the family to which we all belong. He had, perhaps, the prettiest eyes that I'd ever seen. Mrs. Joseph A. Andrzejewski Mrs.Gonzo Mrs. Alphabet Gillian