
Mr. Snowman and Vito

Vito, Mr. Snowman and me unable to resist his charms.

A slightly blurry Vito, Mr. Snowman and Scott.

I can't remember exactly what Vito is laughing at but knowing him probably a snowball hit it's mark.




Labor day weekend, 1995 we took a trip to Virginia Beach. I drove the Grand Am and Scott was my side kick. Mom, Mike and Vito rode in the back. The weather was great and we stayed at the Dunes. Above is Vito in the hotel pool, ready to splash.
Vito and Mike hanging out in the pool.
Mike and Vito petting the sting rays.
Here's Vito after just receiving his sixth grade diploma. My boss let me leave work for a couple hours to go to his graduation. I was too far away to get a good picture. That summer turned out to be very busy. We're getting to know Scott, his friends and family. We went to a fourth of July party and many family get togethers. Looking back I suspect Vito might have felt a little left out. He was used to having his Mom all to himself. He never complained though and we always tried to include him in what we were doing. Being head over heels in love, however, may have clouded my judgement. Everything seemed perfect.