Thursday, April 24, 2008

Rest In Peace Uncle Allen












We said goodbye to my Uncle, my father's little brother, this week. He died Friday morning and was buried yesterday. He was 64.

It's a little ironic that my grandparents and both of their sons all went within a 6 year span of time. It seems too fast. Family was always important to my grandparents, my father and my uncle.

I like to think that they were just meant to be together again… as my father’s friend said Tuesday evening, “Now that Bill and Allen are up there, Heaven will never be the same!” Haha, he’s probably right. God willing, with the way my grandmother loved to cook, everyone in Heaven is much more well-fed! I’m sure my grandparents, who loved to renovate old homes, have knocked down a few walls and created a few additions too. No doubt my father has the choirs of angels singing barbershop harmony by now and if there’s any record keeping to be done he’s taken charge, got them labeled and cross-referenced three ways. Now my uncle is putting his fisherman’s skills to new tests, showing them some card tricks on the side, and reminding them all to laugh more and not to take themselves too seriously. ;-)