You were born on a Monday morning...
Driving (at 2am) to the hospital in Erie was so treacherous that we had to take two cars...just in case! Of course there were no cell phones in 1982!
Uncle Jim drove me in his car; Gramma & Uncle Russ were close behind as we dodged every icy rut on our way.

Uncle Mark stayed with Gabe & Frankie!

A long night, but shortly after 9am I was blessed once again with an incredible darling son! It was love at first sight and I thanked God for giving me the incredible gift of you! I could not imagine being any more proud or happier than at that moment! My life was complete!
Three precious sons...my perfect family!

On your 28th Birthday I want to say once again how much I enjoyed you in my life and how dearly I love you! Happy Birthday my sweet little son!
It is your day...