Uncle Si
My Uncle Si died today. He was 91. I am in Hawaii visiting Ian and will be unable to attend the visitation or funeral. Mom and I were just talking about Uncle Si last week–how he named his plane after her ( he was a pilot in the European theatre during WWII), how he always seemed to get the other brothers out of trouble, how he let his buddies know how to treat his kid sister. When we were growing up, we liked visiting Uncle Si and Aunt Dolores because we loved our cousins, but also because they were just so friendly–pleasant and fun to be around. He always promised he’d come down on one of these first Saturdays he had off. Well, you’ve got them all off now, Uncle Si. God Bless You. We’ll miss you.