Memories of Roger go back to when he was just a kid.  Karen & I would be hanging out with Catherine, Uncle Stan at the dining room table playing cards or just talking. He always had a basketball with him. He’d be going to or coming from Washington School playground and usually had 3-4 of his friends with him. Roger was always smiling and happy go lucky. As the years went by he became my brother. We stayed in touch up until this last illness and always picked up our conversation right where we left off. Time never escaped us. Roger, Rest in Peace. Give my “family” big Roger hugs from me and I’ll see you when I get there 🙏🏼💙