March 12
March 12
Frankie you are missed everyday. There are no words I miss you and love you until we meet again forever your woosa
I remember the first time you ate dinner at my uncles house on Christmas Marietta made lasagna and you asked where is the cranberry sauce you could not eat lasagna without cranberry sauce. My whole family went off on you lol. That christmas my uncle as a joke got you your own serving dish for cranberry sauce for your lasagna.