Victor A. Kunz

My memories of Uncle VA go back to my earliest days, visiting him and his family during the big holidays, eating Charlene's great cooking in their farmhouse on Eagle Road. I remember the feeling of their home and the work ethic that was evident all around. I remember a card player, a sharp mind, and a guy who was interesting partly because his austere presence inspired a sort of discipline and competence. I remember drinking lime-ade, I remember mowing his lawn, and the time he took Ben...