Uncle Bobby

My dad lost his oldest brother to cancer this week. We were fortunate enough to have been invited up to New Hampshire this month to participate in a celebration of life for Uncle Bobby - he sat in his recliner and we all hugged him and spent a few minutes with him. There was music and laughter throughout the entire party - just the way Uncle Bobby wanted it. I can not imagine losing a sibling - my heart breaks for my dad and his brothers and sisters. My comfort comes from the image in my head that I have thought of each time I think of Uncle Bobby - my grandmother and grandfather with their arms open wide welcoming their son into heaven.

There are lots of pictures of the three oldest boys - Uncle Bobby, Uncle Ig (then referred to as Dicky) and my dad. Not sure of the dates but since my dad looks around two I would put this one at 1949. Uncle Bobby and Uncle Ig all dressed up with my dad in between them!I love this one - notice my grandmother's writing under the picture with each of her boys names!
Uncle Bobby a few months ago - "ROCK ON".

This is the back of the cards given out at Uncle Bobby's memorial service - my dad brought it back for me. The verse is from a song called "One Day At A Time." - I can recall vividely my grandmother singing this song - it is a great message to be reminded of!

GNM - ILY!