For my Uncle
We interrupt our usual programming for some nostalgia. My Dad is down in Florida, visiting my Uncle Richard for what will be the last time, and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about them (and my Mom, and my Aunt Lois, too). So, I went through photo albums, taking pictures, and here they are.
The little cutie on his mom’s lap is my Dad, once upon a time. The young lad in knickers sitting next to him is my Uncle Richard, aged approximately 9.
This photo was about 9 years later, I think– my Dad looks about 10. My uncle is the tall fellow in the back (probably about 18). My guess is this was taken around the time he joined the army at the end of WWII. In fact, he was shipped out before his high school graduation, and on graduation day, my Dad went up on stage to collect the diploma for his big brother.
Grandpa, Aunt Lois, Uncle Richard, Grandma, Dad. I wish I knew the year! I’m guessing my Dad’s about 13-14 here, which would put my uncle about 22.
This one is from Christmas 1957. My Uncle, again, is the tall chap in the back; my grandparents are in the middle, and my Dad is down in front, almost 21 years old. (The other two people are my Aunt’s parents. I’m guessing she was the one taking the picture.)
A bad photograph of a bad photograph, but this was my aunt and uncle on my cousin Don’s [extraordinarily hot] wedding day, 1975. The photo may not be great, but they sure look happy!
At least a few years later (since this photo includes a grandchild). In the back, my grandmother, my mother (hiding), me (looking very, very 1980s), Dad, cousin Dianne, cousin Don. In front, cousin Robin, my aunt’s mother, my aunt, my uncle (in green), my aunt’s father, and Nancy, Don’s wife, with their daughter Katherine. This is the entire family at that time, with the exception of my sister, Patty, who stayed home that day. By the look of my hair–I was growing out a really bad Princess Di cut–I think this was my sophomore year in high school, so . . . 1982 or so.
Fast-forward a bunch of years, and here are the two brothers, on the golf course, where they’re the happiest. That’s my uncle on the left and my Dad on the right, circa 1997.
And here’s another, more recent shot, at the award ceremony from my uncle’s golf club’s Member-Guest tournament in 2003.


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Although this has to be a difficult time for everyone, I think it’s wonderful that your dad and his brother are so close and that your dad can be there with him.
Thanks for letting us join in memory lane.
it’s awesome that you have all those pictures, such a great way to keep memories. i’m hoping your uncle is happily munching away on his ’stollen’ muffins that were made especially for him.
My thoughts are with you Deb. I’m sure your uncle is very happy to have his brother with him and knows how much he is loved.
Dear Deb: I’m your mother’s MV (lighthouse) friend and I feel so sorry for this sadness in your family. You are so nice to have gathered up these pictures here in tribute to your aunt and uncle. I just finished IM’ing Joan and she is wound very tight (of course) about this and I guess the pure helplessness of it is so overpowering and so overwhelming for each of you. Life can be so hard at times, and yet at other times give you rainbows of blessings. There are no words comforting enough to pat you on the back in times like these, only knowing that it will draw you all together closer in love and respect for each other. God bless you all and send you angels to hold you together as I know you need it so much right now. With best regards, Seamond Roberts, New Orleans