This day was never tax day for me but simply my Tonio's birthday. Seems for me he never grew up, but stayed that mischievous young man I loved with all my heart. His rendition of "Mr. Rogers Neighborhood" was right on.

What a little cutup he was making people laugh even through his illness. One of the three best nephews anybody could ask for. I'll miss those bearhugs as he whispered "I love you Aunt Joyce".

Today I'll celebrate his birthday knowing he's in great company,singing and praising his Savior.

Joyce Creed