To Father Joe's family, my deepest sympathies. Father Joe and my family go back to the 1960's when I was raising my children. We spent an evening that I remember in my parents home having dinner and conversation. My son was just a baby and Father held him and blessed him. My son thanked him by promptly throwing up on him. Father extended his hankie, which I had for many years and we all had a good laugh. I will never forget you Father, please pray for me and my family as I know you are up there at the right hand of God. Say hi to Ike for me and tell him I love him and miss him very much. With Love, Jeannine