Uncle Joe died April 13. He was 95 years old. He was my grandmother's brother, but really the only 'grandfather' I knew. He had some health issues this spring and was in a rehab facility getting therapy to be able to go back to his house (where he has lived by himself since 1988 when his wife died). He fell out on the way back from his therapy one morning, into the arms of his favorite blond therapist that he affectionately called 'Angie baby'. For all who knew Uncle Joe, this could not have been a more appropriate way for him to go. Turns out he had a brain bleed and thankfully did not appear to suffer. Here is a picture of Uncle Joe from when he came down to Georgia for our wedding in 2002. Sharp guy. He was a joy to be around, and I miss him.
I got to go up to Pennsylvania for Uncle Joe's funeral. It was such a blessing to get to spend that time with my mom, and to see family and friends I hadn't seen in years!
My dad's two sisters drove over for Uncle Joe's funeral. It was great seeing them, and fun to hear some stories about my dad! I hadn't seen Aunt Diane since my wedding, and Aunt Nancy since Kate's first birthday when she came down to see us in GA. From l. to r. me, Mom, Aunt Diane, Aunt Nancy.
We also got to visit with Aunt Sissy (my grandmother's sister). She has Alzheimer's and lives in assisted living with her husband, Uncle Vincent. She was doing great when we saw her, although she was very sad about Uncle Joe. Here we are in their suite. Nice to see where they are living!
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