RJM62
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Geek on the Hill
My uncle Frank died yesterday morning at about 2:00 a.m. He lived a long life and was a genuine hero to his nation (WWII) and to me, personally. He was the most consistently and enthusiastically encouraging individual I have ever had the honor and privilege of knowing, and I will miss him.
He was an electronics technician in the Navy, and he was the one who first got me interested in electronics when I was five or six years old. He also gave me some of the tools he used in the Navy, which I cherish to this day. He was also an accomplished musician who urged me to take up the guitar when I was ten, and he spent hours listening to and gently critiquing my efforts.
More recently, when I decided to finally fulfill my lifelong dream of learning to fly, he was the only one in my family who encouraged me. The rest of the family said I was crazy and tried to talk me out of it, and still do, whenever they get the chance. But not Frank. He urged me to follow my dreams, as he did everyone else who sought his counsel.
I can only hope that in the years I have left in my life, I learn to be half as gentle, kind, and encouraging as Frank was to everyone who knew him. I doubt I'll ever succeed; it was just in his nature. But in his honor, I'll try.
Here's to you, Uncle Frank. May you rest in peace. I will miss you.
Rich
He was an electronics technician in the Navy, and he was the one who first got me interested in electronics when I was five or six years old. He also gave me some of the tools he used in the Navy, which I cherish to this day. He was also an accomplished musician who urged me to take up the guitar when I was ten, and he spent hours listening to and gently critiquing my efforts.
More recently, when I decided to finally fulfill my lifelong dream of learning to fly, he was the only one in my family who encouraged me. The rest of the family said I was crazy and tried to talk me out of it, and still do, whenever they get the chance. But not Frank. He urged me to follow my dreams, as he did everyone else who sought his counsel.
I can only hope that in the years I have left in my life, I learn to be half as gentle, kind, and encouraging as Frank was to everyone who knew him. I doubt I'll ever succeed; it was just in his nature. But in his honor, I'll try.
Here's to you, Uncle Frank. May you rest in peace. I will miss you.
Rich
