tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425787091078043837.post7167146714379819454..comments2023-09-21T07:29:42.817-05:00Comments on Chett-Chat: ChampionConcettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09553714133511296509noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425787091078043837.post-69249117331061369922011-02-04T14:09:43.191-06:002011-02-04T14:09:43.191-06:00Absolutely perfect <3 I love you always.Absolutely perfect <3 I love you always.Jessicahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14051599404098025362noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425787091078043837.post-22440504794949957692011-02-03T09:42:39.650-06:002011-02-03T09:42:39.650-06:00Watching your father grow, I always took his gumpt...Watching your father grow, I always took his gumption as a natural way to behave. I didn't realize growing up that not everyone is a fighter. It just seemed to be in our blood. Your grandmom was very strong willed, so Paul had to be stronger to have his own way. And he did it with a sense of humor...she couldn't possibly object to what he wanted. He was so darn cute. I remember when she began teaching him braille, I got a little scared. Paul and I were in your great grandmother's kitchen (also Mary Bontempo by name). I was washing dishes and he was drying. Ma came out of the bathroom after her bath. She was a very feisty, loud woman. Quite short, large breasted, wiry white afro head of hair. She had wrapped her over-sized towel around herself, but missed her breasts, which were hanging outside the towel. She came charging through the kitchen yelling orders as usual. When she left the room, I fell over in laughter but Paul just stood there in shock. I always believed that that was what cured his vision!Mary Bontempohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13404622139739580290noreply@blogger.com