John J. Lafler II

Being the only blond on this side of the Lafler clan, Uncle Jack was one of my biggest supporters. Always telling me that "us blonds have to stick together" helped to make me feel that I fit in in a sea of redheads, especially as a youngster. I will remember with great fondness the comraderie between Uncle Jack and my Dad, the stories they would tell about growing up and the mutual caring and respect that was so evident between them. We will miss you.

With love,
Nancy

March 24th

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My dad looked up to his big brother with love and admiration.
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