From September 3, 2018
It never ceases to amaze me how when I enter the gate after returning from Florida how I’m mobbed by a sea of kids. Amid screams of “Papa Gerry,” it seems that every little girl wants to kiss me. The toddlers practically knock me over as they grab my legs. Boys of all ages, sizes, and shapes want to hug me. Of course, no greeting is more heartfelt than Tamysha’s. Once she gets hold of my hand, she will not let go of it…she even tries to push other kids away. After at least ten minutes of this love fest, I make my way to the back stairs.