Uncle Bubba

Sad news today - my Uncle Bubba (Robert) passed away on Saturday. He has suffered a long illness and it is finally over. I don't have any recent memories to share of him, but some great ones from my childhood.

Recalling childhood memories is such a joy as an adult. There are different sensations experienced as an adult than those as a child. For instance, as an adult I no longer play with frogs. I can't stand to touch their skin...it's yucky!

As a youngster I LOVED to play with frogs. My Uncle Bubba and I used to go out in my Granny's yard in the dark and chase them. We would capture as many as we could find and place them in them a wash tub filled with water. We would sit and laugh and watch them swim in the wash tub.

Just two weeks ago I got a voicemail from Uncle Bubba that has more meaning than I could have imagined at the time. He took the time to call me, wish me a Merry Christmas and wish me many blessings. Such a touching gesture from a man that I haven't been in touch with in many years. It is something I will never forget.

There is no doubt that he was a kind, sweet, gentle and caring man. One that took time to care for others when he needed caring for himself.

I wish his children comfort, knowing that he is at peace and no longer suffering.