Dan often spoke of the Rosette's his mom made and how good they were. I had the forms & her recipe and thought it would be nice to surprise her with some when we visited. I tried very very hard to make them, but they just did not come out right. I picked the best one's & asked her what I was doing wrong. She told me " They are not very good, keep trying you will get it right, they are not that hard to make" just like that :-) when I finally get it right I know it will bring this memory back of her and make me smile.

This old Radio sits in our cabinet at home. It accompanied Dan and his mom on many trips to the beach when he was a little boy often with her friend Rose and Dan's childhood friend Peter. Memories of many carefree times playing on the beach while the radio kept them company.

I loved hearing stories of Dan when he was little from his mom. One of my favorite is of one Christmas when Dan sat under the tree and opened all his presents. The next year his mom hid his presents and he went looking everywhere for them and when he could not find them he went to her and said... "Where are my presents mom? wasn't I a good boy? " she said it broke her heart to have him think he was not getting any presents but she had to hide them or he would have opened them all again :-)