UNCLE BILL IS EVERYWHERE

Uncle Bill, my dad’s brother, died recently. He had a massive heart attack around Thanksgiving and died of complications that began decades before. Bill was a fireman, retired, and had some scarring on his lungs from his years in the service that made his recovery impossible.

There are several things that always make me think of him, Christmas, for one. Every Christmas night we would go to Bill and Judy’s house and the…