Oh Scotty... how I will miss hearing you call me Angel... miss hearing “It’s a good dood day Angels!”
I still burst out laughing seeing in my mind you and Max making jokes at work in Big Flats at Hungerford’s. Oh dear Lord the heck we raised there! You all putting up with me like a kid sister. You all busting my chops for one thing or another. Or busting anyone’s chops who crossed me. A family that few will ever have the honor of knowing.
Then our family. The laughs, jokes, smiles and tears. My heart breaks for Leigh and us all really. Until we meet again my friend!
Love, one of your Angels.
