
Sister Kira and her husband, Brother Casey, during the Women’s Conference.

Sister Kira and her husband, Brother Casey, during the Women’s Conference.

I met Mr. Fox a Saturday ago. He was the bus driver who took my students to Philadelphia.
He pulled the long bus in front of the center right on time.
The parents, students and staff got excited when they saw the bus. It made going to Philadelphia a dream come true!
The bus is here!! One person called out and that created an even greater excitement.
The news ignited the crowd. I walked downstairs to check on the volunteers who were making sandwiches. I could hear the children upstairs talking excitedly about the big, big bus out side. Their feet running to look out the door.
I went upstairs to where everyone was waiting and addressed the crow: Mary Mitchell!!
Here we are!! They responded.
Good Morning and thanks for coming! As you already know, the bus is outside! By the time my speech was over, everyone stood up and began to aboard the bus.
When I walked on the bus, Mr. Fox turned to me and said, “So, you are the lady in charge.”
“Yes. I am.” I responded.
“What you got planed for today?”
This began our relationship and set the tone for our trip. His wife, Mrs. Fox was there and assisted me almost like a mother assists a daughter. Never in the way, encouraging and there for support.
Needless to say, we had a safe and very successful trip.
I can’t wait to use Entertainment Express again!
Some of the Mary Mitchell Family smiling with Farmer David Haughton.
Farmer David Haughton and his family always give the kids love and have extra patience with them. He and his lovely wife makes it their manner to talk to the children everytime they arrive. We took this picture after he cut a big watermelon for them.
My Dad met the owner of Dominick’s Pizzeria, Vito, in person one night on the road.
Vito had car problems and needed someone to boost his vehicle. My father happened to be the person who helped him out. Vito wanted to pay my dad but my father said it was okay. So, Vito invited him to his restaurant.
We arrived unannounced on a Sunday afternoon. We were the only ones there who sat and stayed for a while. Vito and my dad shook hands and then he met my sisters and I. They spoke for a little bit and then we meet his wife.
After she gave us a warm welcome she jokingly said to my father, ‘you should have left him at the side of the road!’ Her anecdotes and witty comments help set the homely tone for the afternoon.
Vito and Anne fixed a really good pizza for us,( as you saw in the other picture)
. We had to wait for a while but it was worth the wait. It was fresh and delicious. You ever had pizza with shrimp? Vito said he always think of new pizza recipes.
I aim to visit Vito again. You should go too! Visit Dominick’s Pizzeria at 1015 Allerton Ave Bronx, NY 10469.
Back in November of last year, my father took the family to a pizza shop in Pelham Gardens. It was ran by an Italian family. The husband and wife were hospitable and kind. The wife, Anne, shared with us a story about her son:
…My son, he loves me. Both of my kids love me but my son shows it differently than my daughter. He kisses and hugs me everyday. Every time he leaves to go to work and every time he comes home. No matter what times he comes home, he always make sure he tells me he loves me.
Of all the stories she shared with us, I think I enjoyed that one the most. I see so much love there. To me, the guy who has love and respect for his mother would have love and respect for his wife.
Vito, the husband, also shared stories. His were more about the restaurant business:
When I cook, I don’t have an agenda. I’ve been in the restaurant business for 40 years and had this business for 22 of those years. I will retire soon. When I retire, I am going back to Italy. The life style here is good for work but not good for old people. I love Europe and the history. When I retire, Italy will be where I go. 
If you follow my blog, you will recognize this couple. I blogged about them before. Nyla, the oldest girl, was a baby.
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