Monday, October 18, 2021
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In August 2019, we enjoyed our last face-to-face visit with Uncle Jake. With two of his younger sisters, my mother and I arrived in Vita. We had been singing in the car as we drove from Brandon. Uncle Jake was up to some mischief. No surprise. This was the older brother who had got my dad into and through many scrapes as boys in the 1930s. All my life, a visit to Uncle Jake and Aunt Katie's meant I was in for some teasing with that twinkle in his eye that said, "Just seeing if I can get your goat!"
Uncle Jake, you outlived your little brother Rudy by 12 years with whom you roamed forests and fields long, long ago. Even when we last met, you pointed out the squirrels, sparrows, and songbirds outside your window. You pointed us toward the beauty of the wild things beyond the limits of wheelchairs, of walls, and of rules. We thank God that you are free of all restraints. We pray grace and peace for our cousins: Shirley, Diane, Larry and Victor and their families in the loss of your passing.
With love, Barbara for Lydia, Deborah, Pauline, Beryl, Jerry and Fern
