I remember plain as day when Tony did in fact walk home. He
disappeared in a second and we were all looking for him frantically.
Mom was distraught and couldn't decide whether to hug him or kill him
when he came walking down the street, yes with those smelly shells
still in hand. Mother decided to hug him but threw the shells out she
was so mad he made her worry so
That's when we knew that Tony had a remarkable sense of direction
which he maintains today!!! My daughter takes after him in that regard.
Thanks for the lovely tribute, I loved reading it.
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