Missing Pete
On my way home I drive by Rose Hills so naturally I think about the day he was laid him to rest, sometime I can’t help but get teary eyed. We all miss Pete very much but lately I’ve been missing him more I think because the weather is changing and this was his favorite time of the year, we’d sit outside and I’d listen to him tell stories and watch the hummingbirds.

Well last night I dreamt of Pete J it was a great dream. From what I can remember we were back in the Burkett house, it was funny because we were little kids and Pete was young. He was play chase with us and we were all running and laughing and jumping on my Mom’s bed.

Love,

Barb