Friday, December 26, 2008
From Phyllis Greene
I had invited your parents and grandmother for dinner the evening of January 11 and I was a nervous wreck, thinking about the quality of my cooking compared to Gertrude's meals, what with Ollie and all that. Bur then, you decided to be born and dinner was out and Stert and Gwendolyn were in. I have treasured all three of you for all these years... and I wanted to write a more clever comment but only love kept coming out of my fingers.
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My remembrances of the "twins" are platinum blurs. They seemed to be in perpetual motion all the time; playing tennis, hockey, even walking down a hall-always moving. Apparently when they did stop it was to prove how smart they were! "Awards" nights were spent listening the the name Lazarus over and over again and watching the hardware pile up around them. Unceasing energy makes remarkable results and you, both, are proof of that. Fran and Chuck must be so proud!
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