Friday, February 24, 2023
Uncle Art. We had such a beautiful relationship. I loved getting his take on whatever issues were in his mind. I knew he was going to take me through the issue as he saw it and I was there for it every time. I LOVED hearing what was on his mind whenever I visited. And I loved how so many times he would make his last and best point and laugh the last few words of the sentence out. Every time. It makes me really smile to think about it.
One of my favorite memories of him was when he was traveling through Orlando and stopped to see us - maybe 20 years ago. We couldn’t have been farther apart in our stages of life. I was a working mom of three young kids and he was newly retired. I was able to get away and just have dinner with him that, just he and I. We went to this local dive bar that served oysters by the bucket 30, 50, you name it. We might have eaten a hundred that night, sitting at the bar with oysters lined up, shucked, eaten, and then the empty shell thrown right over the counter into the basin below. (He loved that.) it was a ridiculous amount of oysters and we laughed a lot that night. We talked about whatever we agreed on and disagreed on and it was super fun to go back and forth with him. He always had a better and stronger point that he would end with and a laughing end at that. I knew how amazing that moment in time felt for me and I’m so glad he took the time to stop and see me. I’ll never forget it. Love you Uncle Art.
