Phil Lane
Before he became known as “Spider”, I just called him Dave. He was my dad’s youngest brother and my uncle- but since only two years separated us, I always looked at him as more of a big brother.
Spider taught me how to shoot his BB gun, taught me how to bait a fishing hook, showed me how to handle a hoe out in the cotton field, and a whole lot more as we were growing up. I even wore his ‘hand-me-downs”.
We shared a lot of common interests like rock’n’ roll music, history, cars… We both loved sports. I enjoyed tagging along and cheer him on throughout his Pony League baseball days and proudly followed his football career with the Bobcats.
I have a thousand memories of my Uncle Dave and they’re all good ones. I’m going to miss him.
