Uncle Buddy meant the world to my mom, Betsy, since he was her only big brother and her Dad passed when she was a young girl. She always said "poor Buddy" having to deal with 7 sisters, especially on date night. Her admiration of him lead to my admiration of him. Though I didn't get to know him as well as I wished, I have fond memories of one afternoon I spent with him and Jaye when I was young and thinking how funny they both were and how they were "pretty cool" for an older couple! I feel like I missed out on something. Loved reading about him in the obit. The family is reuniting again in a new location and The Petticoat House will live on.