Admittedly I have not seen Uncle Shaun in a number of years. I will always hold tight the memories I have of him opening his home to the five of us when we were forced out of our home by fire. It was a few weeks before Christmas as we ran down our long icy lane way to the warmth and safety of Uncle Shaun's. Although there was room for all of us, we chose to sleep in in his living room within arms length of one another. He provided us a foundation to build a stronger family cohesion than we had before that night. He was always kind to me and I loved the twinkle in his eye. Your Tuesday visits to see Gramma (Eileen) with your brothers Dale and Deano will surely be missed. I hope that you have found restful peace. Until we meet again. Love, Lisa