Good Times With Family Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Thinking of years of marriage, forty-two to be exact, many
good times when camping, boating, fishing, concerts, hiking,
outdoors and nature, always being fortified, soul, spirit and
mind being calmed in depths of nature alone.

Never wanting to stay home, finding places to go to, things
to do, unusual at times, the whole family going camping, loving
to be together, a close-knit group, always celebrating some-
thing in some way.

A Sicilian, Catholic family enjoying the life our Grandparents
forged for us here in the United States, having come from Mierto,
Sicily, wanting a better life than the one they had in Sicily,
doing a great job of it, passing on innate talent to each of us.