He died on May 17, 1987... I really, really sad day for all of us but especially Aunt Trisha.
I have a thousand memories of him and they are ALL happy.
He called me Flea and he called Aunt Kelly Worm...
The moment I walked into the house, he would call me over and "make" me scratch his back... I loved every second of it... it was kind of our "thing"
He and Auntie T paid Aunt Kelly and I $.05 a pine cone to pick them all up out of the yard. Quickly he realized he couldn't afford us so he went to a $.01. Works for me.....
He would tickle me like crazy
On Halloween we'd come over to Trick-or-Treat and he would say "Drop it!" He would investigate our candy (a.k.a..... take his favorites) and replenish it with a ton more candy - we loved it! If memory serves me correct... junior mints? I didn't like those anyway....
He watched me do a million cartwheels and a trillion front walk-overs
He was a friend to all. And it was a horrible tragedy on that day in May when he was riding his motorcycle and he was killed by a little old lady.....I guess he died doing what he loved...but it was just too soon in my book.
He will FOREVER be missed. I love you Uncle Jack.
Very sweet Julie - now Tristan knows his GG Uncle Jack! Thank you for these memories too - they make me smile. Love, Aunt Trisha
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