A message of erics mom in heaven
 

On August 8th, 1979 in my first year at Villanova School of Law my mother was found dead in her appartment in Marlton, NJ. Circumstances unknown. The weekend before I played frisbee in her yard. I thought that was the last time. I made her so proud that I happy I got through my first here. This was our last picture together. Today after 30 years I found this check for tuition made right before he death. The best gift was the proud and a reminder we did it together, I need to share this, tks

Very nice Eric! Your Mother loved you very much..

Thank You Jerry, I stare at our faces and know she will always be here, just when you need that reassurance PS Thank You my friend and mentor!

Eric,

Three will give you unconditional love: Jesus Christ, Your Mother, and your dog ( my kitty in my case! ). Thank you for sharing!

Mike

Eric
 

Very nice Eric . Thanks for sharing

You will forever remember the last words and final thoughts. Thank God my last words the night before was "Love Ya Mom" She said you never should go to bed angry" How prolific! God sent a little reminder. Give a hug for me!

You are a lucky man, Eric, to have had such a loving mother. Cherish.

Charlie

When I was young 6 or 7 the kids on the block would tease cause I didn't have a father. Mom said we have each other even without a father. She knew what to say and when to say it! A Mothers' love can never be replaced!

This is true. There was a boxer Chuck Wepner, who was known as the Bayonne Bleeder, having lost on 2 occasions with Cassius Clay. He retired after he got his butt kicked several times. We lived at 44 east 39th. Ole Chucky Boy retired from boxing and bought "Bar 39"on the corner of 39th street. He had a bully daughter Charline who was a few years older and the bully of the block. Mom had given me for Christmas and my birthday my first Flexable Flyer for for both occasions. The day after Christmas I was trying it out when Bully Charline scratched my face took my sled and say I couldnt do anything cause I didn't have a father. She also scratched my arm and face when I tried to get it back. I was so ashamed and was embarassed I didn't to tell Mom. In Mothers' intuition and seeing a scratch on my cheek! Moms knew everything. She went up the corner to Bar and Chuck the Bleeder said his daugher mearly want to play with. Mom showed him the scrathes and wacked her right in the head right in front of dad. I felt a million dolars that we wooped the Wepners. Nobody messed me again!!