Nancy Money Kroh
The first time I ever saw the ocean was when Aunt Doris and Uncle Bob took me with them to Wildwood for two weeks when I was 11 years old. I will never forget how excited and grateful I was. I remember the picnics at their house in Roxborough. To me it was country, as I lived in the city. She had such a love for her mother and brothers. I will never forget you. Love, Nancy