My younger sister Mary and I were always so excited when Uncle Andy and Aunt Aileen came to visit us. They'd always arrive with a carload of treats, home movies, and their little dachsund, Johnny Reb. Uncle Andy was always a handsome hero to me, one of the best memories of my childhood. I'm glad he had a long, happy, and successful life and lived to see his daughter and grandchildren grow up. May he walk in peace in the Otherworld.