Melvin Deloy Pack

I remember Uncle Deloy foggily from pictures of him in the home in Orem where I lived as a toddler. I also remember him as a mysterious world traveler to my young perception. He would send me birthday cards from remote parts of the world. He earned a special place in my heart because of that thoughtfulness.
I loved to brag about my uncle who was a professor of Hebrew. I thought (and still think) that was pretty cool.
Tom Pack