My sister, Julie, and I wrote back and forth today.  This was our email:

Not a day goes by that I don’t think of Robynn.  I remember when I was a kid, I asked Ma if she ever thought of her mother.  She said, “I think of her every day.”  I wonder if she still […]

In transferring data from my work blog, I came across an old post about a nostalgic melody created for Prego tomato sauce.  I realized it had been some time since I had heard this beautiful piece, so I clicked on the link to hear it again.  I immediately thought of Robynn.

It’s kind […]