Today I went to visit my uncle. It's a drive that takes a little less than 2 hours across a rather bland landscape. It's a drive that I haven't taken often enough. My uncle, Victor was Daddy's older brother by 3 years. They were also friends. This morning I called to see if I could come over for a visit.
After we went through the greetings, Victor told me how much he missed Daddy. He said that he was his buddy. We talked about him not being able to see him before died. Several times our eyes filled with tears as we shared memories. Daddy and Victor were so much alike in looks and mannerisms. They even sounded alike. The visit was bitter sweet.
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