GRZEBIELUCHA, Helen - To My "Geebz," Gramma's Hands clapped in church each Sunday mornin', Gramma's Hands used to issue out warnin', she'd say "Jeff, don't you run so fast. might fall on a piece of glass." Gramma's Hands soothed the locals and their mothers, Gramma's Hands used to ache sometimes and swell. Gramma's Hands used to lift my face and tell me, "Jeff, Gramma understands that you love that woman, put yourself in Jesus' Hands." Oh, My Gramma's Hands.
the late JEFFREY P. SALVO