Saturday, October 17, 2020
Joe and I share many memories with Marie and Tony.
Watching Flamenco dancers in Southern Spain, buying too many Lladros, eating a salt-encrusted Dorado, paid for with Joe's gambling winnings from a Spanish casino.
A cruise with my brother Wolfgang and his wife, Meta, and Tony and Marie to Mexico, where we saw the absolute worst play ever in Playa del Carmen.
Cruises to the Caribbean, visiting many different islands, enjoying all a cruise has to offer.
We shared many meals together, in Armonk, in Heritage Hills, around the dinner table or on the patio. We met at the Argonaut in Yonkers after Tony's visits to the VA doctors.
Just recently we visited, sitting socially distanced and masked at Lori's home. Throwing all precaution to the wind we hugged each others though it might be the last time.
Tony has been one of our dearest friends, we will miss him. He will always be in our hearts.
