Nick was our Godson and the first time he ever stayed away from home was at our house when he was four years old. We loved him to pieces and felt he was ou baby too.
One day he got in trouble and was put on punishment. He came down the stairs with his suitcase and when his mother asked him what he was doing, he said I don't have to take this. I am going over to Aunt Doris and Uncle Aaron's house. Needless to say, his Mom told him to March right back upstairs. After that every time my husband and I had a disagreement, he would say, " I am like Nick, I don't have to take this. I am going to pack my bags. We both would fall out laughing. That is how our marriage has stayed together for 44 years lol Thank you Nick. We love and miss you.