David Romanyak
Uncle Leonard, Jeffrey, Michael, and family,
I am sorry for your loss!
When I was 3 or 4, I was playing in the front yard. A car pulled up, the door opened, a lady stepped out, looked down at me, and smiled the most beautiful smile. The sun shone around her and seemed to shine right through her. I thought she was an Angel. I ran in the house and hid under my bed.
Aunt Patty was an Angel then and she is an Angel now!

