My Uncle Raleigh, married to my mom’s twin sister, was killed in a crash yesterday.
We will see you in the morning, dear uncle!
Love to your family…
Memories of quintessential Uncle Raleigh:
Who is the real bride at this rehearsal?
And the real dog?
Hey, that’s ME holding the leash!
Hmm… wonder who he is here?
Yes, that would be our tent he knocked down, residents inside and all.
The twinny moments will just not be the same.
Missing you already…