I always loved when Grandpa Mallone would sing the donut song to me (when I was a little one) or to one of his great-grandchildren.
"Oh I walked into Columbus and I walked around the block, and I walked right in to a bakery shop.
Then I took two donuts right out of the grease, and I handed the lady a 5 cent piece.
Ohh she looked at the nickel and she looked at me, and she said "This nickel's no good you see. For there's a hole that goes right through." Said I, "There's a hole in the donuts too. Thanks for the donuts, good-bye."
emily ernes
30th July 2012
dad, you met me at Cleveland airport and welcomed me with a hug- into the Mallone family (and the extended Sanzotta family), into your home, and into your heart.
As your New Zealand AFS daughter, you were a superb father-always ready to listen, to give wise guidance, to draw the line around what was (and what wasn't) acceptable behaviour and more than restrained about checking out the 'possible dates' against your incredible memory banks!
You & Mom supported myself and Cathy- sisters with very active (and individual) schedules, to take up the opportunities as they arose, and allow those constantly shifting waves between adolescence and adulthood to flow without overwhelming us and yet to be there when we needed you
Thank you Dad, from the bottom of my heart- Love you and miss you.
Ria
ria earp
30th July 2012
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mindyshah
30th July 2012