I've been back to my beautiful home state of Michigan to attend Uncle Joe's funeral. I was only 18 months old when my own father died so my uncles were very important to me. I wonder if they knew that? Wish I'd told them. I got home late last night from a whirlwind weekend filled with wonderful family and lots of memories. I knew I had this picture of Uncle Joe and me somewhere and went through dozens of drawers and photo packets looking for it today.
I also found this picture of Cousin Jan and me (on the right) wearing our Christmas present from Aunt Peggy and Uncle Joe. It's too cute, right?
Hi Suzan, I am so sorry to hear of your loss and so happy to hear that you had such a lovely relationship with your uncle Joe. The photo of you sleeping on the couch with him is really cosy.
My thoughts are with you this week. May he rest in peace.
Posted by: Scribhneoir | August 11, 2009 at 04:29 AM
What a sweet post. I can't help but think that Uncle Joe knew how you felt and is smiling down on this wonderful post. C.
Posted by: C | August 11, 2009 at 05:41 AM
Glad you have such warm memories to comfort you. Many people these days hardly know extended family. V.
Posted by: Vicki | August 11, 2009 at 11:06 AM
What fantastic pictures. I'm thinking anyone who's been a child knows how much love and attention from a grownup relative can matter to a kid.
Posted by: Trapunto | August 11, 2009 at 05:13 PM
I thought that was you, but I wasn't sure. He loved rocking babies, first us, then our babies, and we were all better for it.
Love the pictures.
Posted by: Jan | August 11, 2009 at 05:52 PM
What a lovely tribute to your Uncle Joe, and great pictures.
Posted by: pam | August 16, 2009 at 06:35 AM