Bianca A. Jacobson
I am lost for words on what to say, other than you'll be missed dearly. Going to visit auntie at the house will not be the same without you there.
Remembering the good ole days when we went for walks and I thought my legs were broken for being so out of shape, the days my sister and I made your hair "pretty" and you never once cared how you looked afterwards, helped you mow the lawns & wash the cars, swimming in the big red bucket to cool down, playing in the doll house (the shed in the back yard), the love you had for animals, from the many cookouts and many Old Orchard Beach vacations, going to church on Sundays (the time we went on Palm Sunday you and I both fell asleep snoring in the back pues when the Father was reading a script), the endless support you showed for appearing with auntie for every adult catechism class I had at night during the week to complete my sacraments, the time I taught auntie how to download your favorite music on your iPod that we used to listen to on cassette tapes in your old car, and your endless jokes..
Well, you get it. You were like the father I never had, you were the one person that never told me no and always yes.. and for that; I will forever be grateful.
God couldn't see you suffer another day, nor could any of your loved ones. So, he called you home in heaven. Unfortunately, I can not bare to say goodbye, so instead I will say "see you later". Rest In Peace Uncle, love ya!
- Bink
Sunday March 27, 2022 at 8:22 pm