Writing has always helped me deal with situations, so I thought I would write you a letter. I sit here sifting through memories of you; going way, way back in my mind. This is what I came up with: fun times at the farm, going down to the farm, collecting maple syrup, checking out the barn, telling Karen her duck was dinner, watching you coach Little League, watching the Little League world series. I remember you were always chasing us kids. We always had to be on the look out for you. You and Uncle Tom You two were always up to something! I remember trips to the firehouse, trips to the mall and over to the neighbors house.
I remember fun times at the cottage swimming, fishing...we kids had to be on our
toes at the cottage too. I remember family campouts, family picnics and huge pickle jars of marinated meat for speedies. I remember you playing with us.
toes at the cottage too. I remember family campouts, family picnics and huge pickle jars of marinated meat for speedies. I remember you playing with us.As I got older, went off to college then got married, you'd call to see how things were going...or to find out when we were inviting you over! Especialy, when we lived in the barn! Christmas at the Kobelia's little apartment in the barn! Eventually, I had a baby. You treated Jonathan like he was you
own grandchild. (whose middle name happens to be Robert!) I guess we were preparing you for your own grandchildren!
Uncle Bob, thank you for being a part of my life. Thank you for all the wonderful memories. I know you were not a very religious man, but we had a saying at Bob Jones-May the Lord bless you and keep you , until we meet again.
Love your niece,
Jeanette
Oh and PS: I forgot to mention, since you are my only Uncle Bob, I can say that you are my Favorite Uncle Bob!
1 comment:
Very sweet, Jeanette! It is often therapeutic to just write things out like you have.
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