Saturday, January 06, 2007
My Great Uncle Ace
On January 12th, Uncle Ace would have been 95; my second cousin, Tim, wrote to me last Wednesday to tell me about his passing.
I was sad for my cousin, and I was very angry with myself. How many years had I said I needed to get down to Austin to visit with this last remaining member of my grandfather's immediate family? I waited too long.
Uncle Ace's fiery quick temper was well-known to most friends and family, with lots of tales about his misadventures. In his younger years, I have no doubt his bite was just as mean as his bark, but I never saw that side of him. Later, after my grandfather had died, I always felt drawn to Uncle Ace because he so reminded me of my beloved "Pa-Pa".
So with much sadness, I say goodbye to a favorite uncle. You were loved and will be remembered.