Monday, August 25, 2025
I have never met anyone that could rise to Brian’s level of genius. He would write book reports on books that had never been written, and his teachers were always amazed that he could find such great books outside of the library!
In the dead of winter, Brian, Bonnie, Blake and I would stand at the bus stop on River St and wait for the bus to Keveny in Cohoes. However, if the bus arrived going in the opposite direction first, we’d hop it and go to Griswold Heights instead and spend the day playing Monopoly with Kay.
Brian’s and Marge’s beauty are reflected in the eyes of
all of their children.
