My beloved uncle would be 112 today. He passed away on Super Bowl Sunday in 1995. I still miss him. Unlike my parents who were both very ill when they passed away, my uncle was healthy. Or we thought he was. He fell asleep on Saturday night and never woke up. I'm happy he did not suffer. So on this day, Happy Birthday dear uncle. You are always loved and remembered.
My Dad holding his little brother's hand in 1918
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