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for being our light yesterday, today and always.

The JC Garden Club Daffodil Project is a big success, enjoyed by many and to be continued.

Love, Aunt Pat

His presence is felt most in Nature, in the quiet mornings, in the beautiful cloud formations, in the flight of the osprey and egrets over the river and especially at Branford Point.

It’s at Branford Point, our town beach and beautiful park, where as a little boy, John-Carlo covered himself from head to toe in seaweed and pretended he was a sea monster. It’s where he came to the summer family gatherings, the big ones with grandparents, parents, aunts, uncles and cousins. It’s where he loved a slice of every pie Aunt Jane made, he loved the friendly banter and loved spending a day with family.

It’s Branford Point where I plant daffodil bulbs every October since his passing.

“The Daffodil Principle” (Google it) is my secretive operation. Each year, I plant hundreds of bulbs in the early mornings of October. They will bloom in the springtime, the season…

”you see what I’m talking about!? This isn’t even close to enough cream cheese for this bagel!” - JC after every morning bagel we got on our way to film for a National Geographic show we were working on at the time. We cracked up at how silly of a joke that was. The fact that it because something for him to repeat every single morning was perfect. It was classic. His silly joke about cream cheese started the morning off perfectly! Every morning.

This is always how I’ll remember John Carlo—one of the coolest kids Bloomfield has ever seen.

Thinking of him today and sending my love to you, Ralph and Margaret.