Donald Whoolery
Shirley, I can still remember all the games of scrabble we played at the house on East 79th in Cleveland. You never cared that I was a child, I was a friend of Karen and Chucks which made me your friend. I will always be thankful for all the times you went to class with me at Holy Name when I converted and how surprised you were everything I challenged the.priests with all my questions. You will always live inside.my heavy as one.of my true friends who accepted me for me. Rest in heaven with all the angels and saints and loved ones who have gone before you.
