John, Like my Father loved us and our family, I saw that in you with Helen and the boys. That is a most envious trait these days. I have memories of you with a 45 lb Striper you caught as big as your son Erik at that time. I think he was 8 or 9 years old. As for Helen, While I grew up in a house with Wonder Bread, Skippy peanut butter and Welch's grape jelly for lunch, Helen would invite me to lunches with Erik and we would have toasted wheat bread, organic peanut butter and grape jam. I will never forget how wonderful I thought the healthier option was. She would take us fishing at Millhurst Mills when we were kids while she worked during the summer. Those are some of my favorite memories growing up! I pray Helen walks with the Good Shepherd and may God Bless you and your Family.
With all My Love and Respect,
David Rod
