I'll never forget the day Nicky taught me to ride a bike. He hung on to the bike as I tried to reach the peddles and steer. The sheer excitement that ran through my body as my brother Nicky let go of the bike and I rode for the first time by myself.The freedom and the proudness I had for my big brother.The trips to the beach with his kids and my kids packed in the back shell of his orange Datsun was such good memories. The Sunday brunches, the Holidays...just sitting at Mom's kitchen table talking and laughing....I miss you Nicky....wish I could talk to you and Paul. But I know I will see you in heaven talking and laughing again......Love you,Teri
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My brother Nicky
ma9pr Oct 18, 2008