Our battle with weeds is finally over.
Armed with shovels, rakes, and hoes we fought the war … and have won. The most prestigious medal of honor goes to my Dad, Barry, whose courage and relentless perseverance kept us going when we thought our only option was to surrender. We also owe our greatest gratitude to those young boys and girls who spent precious days of their summer vacation bravely fighting the weeds on the front-lines. To you, we tip our hats.
“I firmly believe that any human’s finest hour, the greatest fulfillment of all that they hold dear, is that moment when they have worked their hearts out for a good cause and lie exhausted on the field of battle – victorious”. Vince Lombardi