Uncles
My Uncle Keith passed away this week. He was my last living uncle. He and my Aunt Vera had been married for some 67 years. He would’ve been 88 years old this December. He served in the Marine Corp during the Korean War. He and Vera had two boys and a girl, and raised a beautiful family. My memories of him aren’t as extensive as I’d wish, but they’re all good. That’s a testament to his fine character, his hearty laugh, and his love for his family. I recall most vividly him sitting on my Mom’s back porch and watching him show guitar chords to my youngest son, Tim. They picked, and sang, and laughed. He was a good man, and I will miss him very much.
I wonder to myself what kind of uncle my nieces and nephews will remember me as, and what they will recall when they tell stories to their family. I’m okay with whatever they say, so long as it brings good memories to their minds and hearts. That’s what my memories of Uncle Keith do for me. He set the bar high for uncles, and I fear I won’t hold a candle to him. He was a good man. I’ll miss him, and I truly wish I’d known him better.
As we returned home from the funeral service, we received word that my great nephew had been born. Joseph Bear White came into the family on October 24th, 2018. My nephew, Joe Jordan, and his wife, Hannah, are blessed with five beautiful children. They’re blessed with a family full of love. I hope that some day Joseph Bear will remember his Great Uncle Kevin, maybe with a funny story, or even just a kind thought. I’m sure I won’t hold a candle to Uncle Keith, though.
Rolling Stones 
❤️
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