Wednesday, November 1, 2023
When I was a grade school child in Bridgeport, Margaret (that is what she was called back then), and I were as thick as thieves. My BFF. We played all the free time we had. I would go to her house one school day per year and we were have lunch cooked by her grandmother. The BEST meal ever! A pasta dish to swoon over and a desert called, Squeeky Cheese. It would squeek when you ate it. Have thought of it all my life and never could find a recipe. I felt she was my other sister. Then she abruptly moved to Milford and my world sadly changed. But Margaret was never far from my heart. I loved her dearly. We were very much the same in spirit. And here I am, loosing her again. My heart is broken even though I haven't seen her in so long. Goodbye my best friend. I know we will meet again. John, you loved her so much. I envy you because you had the best heart in the entire world. I am so sorry for your loss.
