When I saw Andy's picture I could see his Dad! When I read his obituary about the famous pizza sauce it was like I could taste that pizza of my youth again! It's like standing in the kitchen at his parents bar and watching them cook. Although I haven't seen Andy or any of my cousins for a very long time, I have very fond memories of them. I remember us all living on Lincoln Avenue and I remember the family picnics. I can hear his Mom calling him one of her "little bastards" with love :) Andy was definitely taken away from his family too young and I'm sure this leaves a gaping hole. But know that your fond memories (like mine) will keep him in your heart. Love, Melodie