Burpee, Carpenter & Hutchins Funeral Home

I remember a very pregnant Shirley sitting in our kitchen, saying she needed to go to the hospital and could not find Jimmy.      My Mother started dialing the phone.       Shirley was wearing  a red and black checked large wool shirt I would assume was probably Jim's.   WIth her face in her hands I noticed little stream of tears trickeling down her sleeve.    

Jimmy of course was located and I didn't see Shirley until she returned a few day later all smiles with a baby boy in arms.  I remember him todling around the yard with just a diaper on, too young to play cowboys or hide and seek, but a fun little guy to have around.  Growing up on Spruce Steet would never have been the same with out Chucky.  I am glad to have seen him as an adult, and so sorry he left so young!    

 Love to Tom and Ann       Diane