My Uncle John was a great man, a man of kindness, patience and love. He deeply cared about his family and those that entered his circle of love. I have so many great memories of just long conversations that we would have together while my kids were playing with him at his house or at our house. I'd like to think that, along with Scott, Carla and I had three adopted grandchildren that he looked to as his own (he would often trip up and say give Grandpa a hug.) I really missed him when he moved to Minneapolis with Becky, but I know that he needed the care that they could provide up there. I miss my Uncle dearly, but I know he is in a better place. Miss and love you Uncle John