Yesterday Uncle Moose was laid to rest. Even though I knew him as that, he was actually my dad's cousin--kind of between the generations, he was 15 years younger than my dad and 15 years older than me. I wish I'd gotten to know him better (although I did try--he was rather reclusive). I knew him as well as I did because I grew up very close with his older brother's family.
It was nice to catch up with all the family and cousins. It seems these days we mostly see each other at wakes. I don't have a picture of Uncle Moose; he never came to our family reunions. He was quite a handsome young man in high school, pictured in his ROTC uniform.
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- Moonsilk Stitches
- South Suburbs of Chicago, IL, United States
- I write about my creative activities, mostly embroidery, and my garden with the occasional giveaway or tutorial.