This post has got me thinking about my uncle Jim, he died about a year ago. I didn't go to his funeral.

I rememer the day I drove my grandmother to aunt Pat & uncal Jims house, I was really tired from the long drive (500 miles cross 2 states.)And I wanted to get started back, but he would not let me leave until I took a nap. At the time I was anoid at the "old fart" but now I see that he acting in my best intrest, and he cared about me.

I miss him.