My uncle was the best man I know. He love his family and friends. We had Sunday dinners every month and when my sister would cook he would always say done Valerie I’m hungry when the food gonna be done he said this every time she cooked. Every milestone in my life he was right there to cheer me on or cry with me. My uncle always made sure me and my siblings had birthday and Christmas gifts. This man was my hero and I respected him so much the love I have for him no one could ever get that close to me. I’m glad there’s no more pain but I hate I had to lose him. My heart may heal but my soul never will. Until me meet again. Your niece Erica