Tuesday, December 25, 2012
So many wonderful childhood memories of Uncle Sandy, going to the beach in Beulah, then ice cream cones, sometimes a ride on the little train at the Dairy Queen, climbing the dunes at Sleeping Bear, fishing on Duck Lake in Interlochen, Fourth of July picnics in the yard at the house on Eldridge Road.
Later, after he retired and returned to Beulah to live I was blessed to spend more time with him as an adult and to be friends with him. I was glad he felt free to call me when his lawn mower wouldn't start or he needed help with storm windows or something. He was like another father, easier to talk to than my own sometimes.
There was never a time in my life when I didn't know beyond doubt that Uncle Sandy loved me just the way I was. All of my Aunts and Uncles were/are special but he was more special than most.
I can see him now sitting around the table with Aunt Violet, Uncle Edgar, Aunt Donna, Uncle Alden, Aunt May, Uncle Dud, Dad and the rest, the game is Pinochle of course, and they are laughing and having a great time telling stories about the good old days.
I will miss him very much.
Steven
