Sunday, February 23, 2014
So blessed my Mom Ruth was able to visit with Uncle Bill just weeks before his passing. I have learned you rarely remember the words a person says, but you always remember how they made you feel. I remember Uncle Bill as the quiet one ... with blue eyes that just enveloped you with warmth and love. That's how I knew him growing up and that's how I remember him with his wife, his children, and his grandchildren. Love to all of you.
