Wednesday, January 22, 2025
I had the pleasure of caring for Tommy in the mornings at 5 Mile when I first started working at the rehab. I started singing the song Where have you been Billy Boy substituting the name Billy to Tommy. This was our morning wake up ritual. He could hardly contain himself squirming, wiggling and pumping his fist and at the top of his lungs his rendition of being verbal when I would get to the part I have been to seek a wife, she's the charm of my life, she's a young thing and can not leave her mother. Sweet Sweet memories. RIP Tommy!
