Hey there Unc. A year ago you took your leave and left us with some fabulous memories, a blue van, a car or two, a boat keel, a fondness for Alaska and a lot of sailing trophies.
We're all doing ok, but I'm sure you know that. Grandpa's new knee is amazing and Grandma is taking prisoners at bridge games in Florida. Alex just turned 6 and Elena is the baby you never met. Aubrey sounds like Katharine Hepburn and A&P are as tall as me and want to be Eagle Scouts.
We miss you.
I imagine you dipping into the waves of the Pacific and swirling the ice crystals in the snow fields of Mount Healy. Your laugh still rings in my ears and I love your smile, wherever you are. A soul like yours surely found a place to stop and rest.
I'd love to see you swagger into Grandma's kitchen on Chinqapin Way with a Budweiser in your hand. You're wearing your jeans and your stocking feet and you're smiling because you just posted the lottery ticket odds on the bulletin board in the hall. I haven't had a lottery ticket since the last Christmas you bought us all a piece of the action.
Losing you broke our hearts. You're still there though, at the edge of my thoughts and pushing me to wring life out of every single day I have. When you left you slipped into the sky, silent on owl wings, above your cabin, the mountains, the lake and became a part of the landscape of the place you loved most.
So here's to you Unc. I have your picture with Linda, Carolyn and Stuart on the fireplace. It was a beautiful day in August in Alaska when they came to visit you. You are all radiant, full of life and there you will remain in my thoughts for always.