Joann Ilgenfritz
Our special time together, our trips while you were at St. Paul’s, looking for that perfect house to call home. Those Sunday dinners at O’Donnels when you weren’t on duty and bowing. The night in Richmond, driving down the coast and that foam on the ocean in Jacksonville. Cutting your hair because I hated what the barber did. Choosing just the right suits so you looked perfect for work. Having your special meals prepared when you came home from work and we could have a glass of wine together. My finishing mowing the lawn, just as you pulled around the corner. Swimming at night after putting the kids to ged, or playing pool. You and Dick walking Champ every night. So many good memories before your sister ruined everything because of jealousy and envy. Remember E.A.T. We always closed with that.
