The Infamous 'Hellmo'

A beautiful quote by my great-grandfather who passed away this last spring at the tender age of 94 after a long, amazing life:

"Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving in a pretty, pristine body but rather to come sliding in sideways, all used up and exclaiming, "wow, what a ride!"

If you knew him, or had ever met him, or had the privilege to share a few moments; perhaps over a Vodka on the rocks, or a Cape Cod; while discussing old times-- you would know he believed this wholeheartedly and fulfilled it as well.

Miss you Double.

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