Sherry Berman
How can I forget (never) that Sunday at Surf Bagel when I sensed a man reading my Washington Post over my shoulders? We thought you were trying to “ pick me up” as you were with a younger handsome man, Charlie and a woman we thought was his wife ( who was a cousin) Little did we know that fate meeting would be the beginning of a beautiful relationship we had with you and Charlie. We love you and know you must be in a place filled with turquoise jewelry, rental cars and dogs! We love you man!!!!