I was very truly saddened to hear about the passing of my Uncle Steve earlier this week. His family -- both immediate and extended (and there are a lot of Chiplocks!) -- have been in my thoughts these past several days. I recall crowded family gatherings at Easter, Thanksgiving and Christmas, and summers at Sacandaga Lake, many years ago now. At all of these occasions, I remember his laugh and his love of a good joke. And, like most of the men in our family, his appetite.
I send my love and prayers to my aunts, my cousins, extended family members and all of those who knew my Uncle Steve and will miss him. He may be gone, but he will not be forgotten.