Daryl Leigh Bragg

Uncle Daryl was a huge part of my childhood. For years and years I spent so much time at your house, and he was constantly taking care of all of us while we lounged around. He was selfless and kind, fun and up for anything, and always making the best dad jokes and giggling afterward. I can hear it so clearly right now and see that twinkle in his eye! We had so many adventures together, he made us the best food, and he always made me feel at home there. I look back so fondly on those times, I´ll miss him so much.

Uncle Daryl was a huge part of my childhood. For years and years I spent so much time at your house, and he was constantly taking care of all of us while we lounged around. He was selfless and kind, fun and up for anything, and always making the best dad jokes and giggling afterward. I can hear it so clearly right now and see that twinkle in his eye! We had so many adventures together, he made us the best food, and he always made me feel at home there. I look back so fondly on those times, I´ll miss him so much.

Oh I don't even know where to begin. My memories go back over 55 years....teaching me to play chess and scrabble, our talks on our drives to MBNA, endless bbq's, holidays, family shenanigans. Most of all, I remember him being in my corner, always. Thank you, Daryl. I love you.

Memories of your Dad . . Wow, so many: cooking homemade French fries for late night movie watching, arranging our trip to Disney and not caring when all the gummie bears melted in the car and taking oh so many videos of us all walking away from the camera on the trip; building the decking and then putting in the pool at your house and it seems he forever was cooking stuff for us all; the hours of endless chores he did after working all day at Marden´s when you girls were babies - laundry, mowing, and then finally collapsing asleep when he finally stopped. The thing is that the wouldn´t have traded it for anything. I didn´t know him as a grampa, but I knew him as a dad and you girls were the absolute loves of his life.

Kari and Kristie- my sisters from another mister- but that´s not quite right either, because your dad always always always made me feel like a third daughter! From the dance recitals, to sleepovers in Winslow, to shenanigans that he put up with (daisys dog bowl incident) he was just the best. I´d get cards and packages from him and your mom in college and he always made me feel so loved. I´m proud to be your family´s "Regular Jess" and I love you all so much!