Friday, November 18, 2022
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Franny was the only cousin I knew as a child. He was my step father’s nephew. When visiting my step father’s family in Vineland, we would stay at Franny’s house. There, my brother and I would play with him during the day, eat great meals at his house, and sleep in the attic. As time went on, we lost track of Franny until a few years ago. By good fortune, we reconnected and visited him in Vineland since then. Franny was a kind man who deeply cared about family. Even though we weren’t really related, we felt spiritually connected. Rest In Peace, cuz.
