Dear Aunt Lori, Nancy, Brian and Danny,
I am so sorry that it has taken me so long to leave a message here. I have been thinking about you all since Uncle Dean passed away. He was such a kind man; I loved the twinkle in his eye and his knowing smile.
My favorite memory of Uncle Dean is from when I was very young - maybe three years old. My mom brought me home from pre-school and in the living room I found my dad sleeping on the recliner with his socks hanging from his toes. I ran up and jumped on him - he hugged me and played with me for a while... and then... the front door opened and I looked up to see my dad was entering the house. I looked back and forth between the man I was playing with and the man at the door - and they looked identical, and I couldn't figure it out. And then each of the man proceeded to try to convince me that they were my dad! It turns out that Uncle Dean had come to visit and was the one napping on the chair and who I was playing with - my dad was the one who had come home a bit later. I guess at three years old I didn't really understand the concept of identical twins - and it blew my young mind!
Uncle Dean touched my heart with his warmth of spirit. He has left a legacy of love.
With my deepest condolences,