My first clear memory of Uncle John was a visit he made to us in Milton. Our parents were going away for the weekend. Aunt Karen and Uncle Mike were coming to have a relaxing weekend with the three of us kids. I remember running to the car full of excitement when a huge leather hat came out from the back! I was in awe. Where did they find him? He had a long beard, a very trendy coat and a warm smile. Mom told us this was our Uncle John, her brother. I was in shock!! How could my mother have a "hippie brother". I remember bits and pieces of that weekend but I clearly remember Uncle John taking a piece of grass and making noises with it. Climbing up on his lap to hear him read me a story in a very exciting tone. It's not a big memory but its a nice one.
Kevin makes a good point, however Chace was there - make no mistake about it - this kid gets around. We had to pick him up at the airport on Friday. He flew first class with his stroller, luggage and elmo diapers. He took quite a shine to Mark! Just a few pictures from the party this past Saturday...
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