My Uncle was a very dear, kind man. He was a tease. He was shy. He was loving. He was good to his family. He is someone who has always, always been a fixture in my life. I don't like it when the permanent fixtures in my life move. It's like coming home to a dark house and finding out someone has moved your furniture around on you only when you bump into it. Change is never easy. Especially the change we experience when we lose members of our family.
|Always together these two|
|I love this photo--I've always called him Uncle White Socks (if only I'd seen the white shorts picture Lol!)|
|Bob and Kaye|
Such a great shot both of them