Last week my Uncle died. His health took a turn for the worse recently, so I drove up north of Syracuse to see him. I sort of knew what to expect... but not fully. He had gotten very small. Not his regular 6 foot healthy frame. There were too many others around the house to have time to say anything to him. I held his hand. Tight. He hadn't been able to talk for a few days. But he held my hand tight. I stayed that way for about a full minute... and then I bent down and looked at him.... this would end up being the last time we made eye contact and touched. I said to him.... "I'll be back tomorrow with dad... ok? Love you.". He was moving his mouth and trying to say something. I don't know what he was trying to say. Maybe "ok... see you tomorrow". This was Monday. He died Wednesday.
Goodbye Uncle O. I love you.
Siete nel mio cuore per sempre
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