Thursday, January 11, 2018
The Frawleys are such a big part of my chilhood memories...from frisbee tournaments in the road, kick the can through the yards and garage rafters, being invited in from Christmas caroling to watch George and Dorothy hang the sheet up so they could get the tree decorated while the little kids slept. Dorothy on her bike, giving a wave as she passed our porch, George sneeking over for just one more cigarette from my parents while trying to quit.
Their quick witt, kindness and the time they spent with the neighborhood kids will never leave my memory. Best of all were all the evenings spent on the 'front porch' listening to stories and 'facts' spun by George. And the comet we all watched together. RIP, thanks for the memories.
