What I remember most about your mother is her warmth. I considered your home as kind of a second home. And I considered your mom as sort of a second mom along with Mrs. Kelsall. Every time I came over to your house, she was always glowing in the kitchen. She made me feel comfortable and at ease. What I thought was great about her was that you could just sit and talk to her about anything. There were plenty of times when no one else was in the kitchen or the back patio and she and I would talk and just hang out. It was never awkward or forced or “hurry up Rob, let’s get out of here”. It was like I’d known her my whole life. Of all the fun and memorable things I’ve done in my life, I consider the moments just hanging out in your kitchen with both of your parents as some of the best. And I think your mother was a big reason for that.
