Monday, January 8, 2024
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To Uncle Chuckie's Family,
Aunt Liz, I am so deeply sorry for your loss. I am glad I did take my Mom up there to see you both. Mostly when it was your day to see you walk. You could see the love in Uncle Chuckie's eyes as he watched you. As the youngest of Yvonne's crew I do have some memories to share. One would be the day we were moving. I must have been just about 3. Uncle Chuckie was riding his motorcycle in the pouring rain. He kept driving up to the side of the car and waving. It was nice to see his Elvis grin. I remember that night he was trying to get me laughing as he kid of knew how scared I was. One other memory I wanted to share was at Grandma Farrell's funeral. He said he was standing next to me to make certain I behaved. I told him I bought a rose for Uncle Wayne, as he is in Florida and unable to attend. He kept me laughing the entire time as he knew there was something bothering me. I told him I was here to do one thing, and then I was gone. He told me he would go over and take care of it for me as he was laughing. He was always, every time I was with him, getting me laughing. Something I will miss. .
