I believe we all have that one "Special" Uncle in our lives. Mine happens to be turning 80 years young today.
He is my dad's older brother, and has always been an example of hard work, dedication and sound love to me.
When I go to Arizona other than seeing my siblings, I have only two other places that I go no matter what...to see MY Uncle John and the cemetery to put flowers on my mom and brother's graves. I am pretty sure that Uncle John doesn't follow blogs, but I could not let today pass without just saying, Happy Birthday...and I love you.Got to go, I have a phone call to make.
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When I was little I always thought Uncle John was my Grandpa...I don't know when I realized he wasn't.
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Amber
Yeah- I thought he was my grandpa too. Thanks for telling me he is my Uncle & not my grandpa...
Happy Birthday!
I'll add a happy birthday to the chorus too!
I didn't know your mom had passed away... I'm so sorry. He seems so sweet. I love uncles.
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