My Uncle Paul, loved to eat his hamburgers with French fries on the burger. Pb+j sandwiches with crunchy Cheetos, in between pb and j.

Uncle Paul, was quiet and reserved. My, most favorite time, I spent with him was when we went fishing.   I was a talker as a kid yet Uncle Paul didn’t care.  Jason, Uncle Paul and I would  sit listening to the soft, smooth ripples hitting the boat. Watching our bobbers, swaying with low waves. But it wasn’t quiet when we were catching fish! We all were excited to catch; the wiggly, slimy, pokey, Fish. We had snacks, despite or dirty fishy worm hands lol, and then returned to shore before it was dusk. (Little dirt never hurt!).

When I was about 1, my Uncle Paul loved spending time with baby me. (Jodee). Before we moved to Australia. I had pictures of my Uncle Paul holding me, and play while sitting on his lap. 

I am sorry, that the world lost a great, loving, family oriented man, way too soon. 

Jodee LaRayne