Hubert Jack Davis

Doesn't seem like it's been a year already. I miss the time we spent just talking about family and friends of yours and Mama's that you used to tell me all about. I'll miss the cookies and coffee we enjoyed when visiting with you and Aunt Ann. I love you

I guess you could say that I knew him from the day I was born. My Mom was his sister. I miss his knowledge of our family and the visits I had with him and my Aunt Ann

I'm going to miss you Uncle Jack. I loved those times that I visited you and you shared the stories of all the ones that lived in the Mill Village on Mill St. I wish so much that I had felt better to where I could have visited with you more. I love you always.

I have known jack since I was a teenager, I bowled with him as an adult, a fine man and a gifted athlete in many sports.