Tuesday, September 18, 2012
I have such fond memories of Uncle Ron when we were kids. He was so tall that when he put us on his shoulders, our heads touched the ceiling. He was the kind of uncle who played with us in the ocean at Wildwood, tossing us into the waves.
We also shared an interest in art, and like many others, we proudly display our names carved in wood by Uncle Ron.
We'll miss him!
