Uncle Paul

R.I.P. Uncle Paul, you ol' Rascal with a capital R.

Thanks for the pool parties, the weekend sleepovers with your family, and for the unrelentless teasing when Mom and i used to visit at the sewing machine shop and you'd slyly place a Tootsie Roll on the corner of your desk so shy little me would have to come over and actually talk to you to ask you for it. I only wish you could have pulled the same trick on your great neice, the lil' Cookie Monster.

Godspeed!
Love, JBob