Uncle Pat (Meryl) had a great sense of humor and I remember the lumber mill he had in Days Mills, where he gave us tons of slab wood for our woodstove. I sure wish I would have had more contact with him in his later years. Living so far away, it's so hard to see the people you want to see, but life is short and we really must take the time before it's too late. Rest in peace and tell mom I miss her.
