I remember when Frank had his Honda minibike. He looked like a monkey on a tricycle. MaryAnn told the story of him coming home from church on a Saturday night in his new suit. When they got home his buddies were waiting with their bikes to go for a ride. Without even changing clothes, he was on his bike and gone. Of course the suit was destroyed by the time he got home with that silly *‘shit eatin’ grin on his face. Mary was livid, but what good does that do?
Frank enjoying himself with Jim - always the life of the party. 
Wonder who is telling the biggest tale?
Back in the day, the small town cop would walk through the ally and check to make sure all the doors were locked for the business people. Frank and Mark would lay in wait, take the cop car and hide it from them. Little dickens anyway!
Don't look at me, where do you think I got this picture?
Mary on her most important, beautiful day!
A young Mary -
An even younger Mary - look at that cute face. No wonder your kids are so adorable.
Happy Birthday Chris, hope your day was wonderful and full of joy. Was everyone home for the holidays?
