The blog may be quiet for the rest of the week because we’ll be heading down to Cape Cod to attend services for my wonderful uncle Jack McGhee.
When I was a child I thought Jack was a giant. He was positively redwood tree-sized in my eyes. And yet, he was never scary, always sweet and gentle and kind. He was the kind of guy who made you feel loved. And funny. He always laughed at the dumb things I said. So, I love him for a whole slew of excellent reasons. Jack had a wonderful huge heart.
My love goes out to my aunt Sandy and her kids. What a great family, what a great life.