Barb Hartman
a lifetime of memories of fun, sharing and tears. we grew up together from young brides, new wives and then mothers. I remember the dog named Spooker and when he died....I remember our playing cards together as couples and the good steaks. Rita was one of the best cooks ever. I remember our divorces and tears and encouragement for one another....our kids growing up and us getting older and sometimes more confused about life and our journey to your death.....we lost contact for awhile but then met up again....you will always be remembered as the best friend I ever had..I remember that big bird you had hanging from the ceiling...I remember our getting Jenny and our kids in play pens together...remember how Tina couldn't sit up for so long as she was so big and would then let the other babies just stand on her....Rita, watch over me from the kingdom and let the back door open for me.....I remember the shirt business you had, the cooking at the friary for all those priests, the curtains you made for the restaurant in New Haven,...there wasn't anything you could not do....you had the biggest, most compassionate heart the world ever saw. your kids were your best blessing.....your journey blessed many .....to all your children......so sorry I did not know of her death for so long..............have many happy memories of all you kids..............God Bless you all and your families