Rest in peace Uncle Judge and thank you for the memories. I’ll always remember sleepovers when I was growing up – and those wonderful pancakes you’d prepare the next morning!
Later, when I was a teenager and working out a lot with Phil, in what I now consider to have been one of those rite-of-passage moments, you commented on our progress – words to the effect that you wouldn’t want to bump into us into a dark alley! Thank you for that.
And thank you for “marrying up” as you did with our beloved Aunt Anne, bringing a hard & fast childhood friend, your son Phil, into this world, and, of course, bringing his older, and infinitely more patient, brother Mike into the world as well – whose Beatles LP collection, Phil & I managed to pilfer and listen to with regularity.
But, most of all, thank you for just being you – a wonderful, steady, presence in our childhood whose love was as predictable as the sun coming up in the morning.
All our love and a wish for comfort and God’s blessings to you and all your wonderful progeny who survive you.
Your Nephew Chuck & wife Liz.