Tuesday, April 22, 2025
We came to visit one year for Thanksgiving, I was 9-10 years old. Uncle Leo came to my Aunt Yvonne's house when he came in he said give me a hug, I quickly responded I don't hug strangers. He laughed and said I'm not a stranger I'm your uncle, I looked at my mom and asked if he was really my uncle, she shook her head and said of course he is. Another time we came to visit, this time I was 18 just graduated high school and he was looking at the hair on my arms, he said there is no way your a Loza you don't have enough hair on your arms, you must have been adopted. He laughed so hard and so did I. He sure had a knack of picking on me and making me laugh all at the same time. Fly high Uncle you will truly be missed.
