Without you, I would have had a different name.
So here's to you and the good old days when we were both younger and happier.
I'm a lumberjack and I'm okay... But be warned. I run like a Lumberjack, drink like a horse, sweat like a pig, swim like a gorilla, spit like a camel, and swear like a sailor. I'm also a full-time #housespouse that creates videos and writes articles.
Saturday, March 08, 2008
I miss you Uncle George
I'm thinking of you more today than I have in awhile. I've been scanning some old photos that were once yours and Aunt Wilma's and, well, I miss you. You were very much an extra grandfather and an extra uncle.
Without you, I would have had a different name.
So here's to you and the good old days when we were both younger and happier.
Without you, I would have had a different name.
So here's to you and the good old days when we were both younger and happier.
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I remember a fun time when we were younger and we would run and play at my parents home or yours. I think of Uncle Bobby and have similar feelings you describe. He always made me feel important.
I think of Uncle Bobby everytime I talk with Bobby Summers (A great man I work with)....
....Jared
Hey boys, lighten up huh? You BOTH made me get teary. I miss both of these Uncles of yours.
Mom/Gayle
Wasn't trying to, but it's nice to know I'm not alone.
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