Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Uncle Gary:
You were always such an enigma to me growing up. You were both quiet and well-spoken, one of the true representatives of your fine generation. To me, you embodied strength and wisdom and power, and when you left us, it created a gap that will never be filled. To hear your stories of World War II, faraway lands, riding motorcycles down the Gulf Coast, and tales of days past was always such a delight.
I grew up down the street from you on Vinsonia, and you raised my best friend Chris, along with your fine wife Eleanor, who we all called "Auntie." I always looked up to you, as so many others did, and I will never forget you.
Rest in Peace, Uncle Gary.
Patrick Reynolds
