For my Uncle, he met his Maker

I didn’t know him very well; in fact until last year, we’d never spoken unless it was for me to call him ‘Uncle’ and him to acknowledge with a nod.

My father’s youngest brother, he was the spitting image of their father. He worked hard, he loved his family and his family sure damn well loved him.

Uncle celebrated his birthday

Goodbye my uncle. Goodbye.

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