Friday, February 9, 2024
Rudy, My dear little brother, I think of the time when we were selling live chickens, trying to get enough money from Mr. Lovie Joe to go to the State Theater to watch a movie. We had so much fun with those live chickens.
I'll always remember our last phone conversation, you said to me, as soon as you get out of the hospital, you were coming to visit your Big Sister.
I love you and miss you. Rest in Heaven, Little Brother.
