Profoundly Impactful People
This morning, as I was checking Facebook for news from the extended family and friends, I saw a post from a friend of my Uncle David's - that he had died yesterday. He had bone cancer, and was in a lot of pain, and had been battling cancer for many years, and yesterday he finally got the peace he so richly deserved.
Here he is with my cousin, Ann - his daughter:
I think of all the stories I have because of him. What a man. A minister and architect, he had the most amazing voice - it erupted from his very being. It was amazing. The ghost stories he'd tell to us when we were visiting were - to this day - the most terrifying memories I have. I sit and laugh now, but back when I was 9 it was no laughing matter when Uncle David would start to tell a story.
He was well-read, but then again, you weren't going to be hanging around my Aunt Jo without being smart... and the summers we spent in Vermont with them were just more fun than a kid from Tara Lane deserved to have.
I will miss him, but I am so glad he's not in pain... that's no good for anyone.