Janet Hough
I didn’t see Uncle Pappy very often these past years, but when I did, it felt as if time had stood still; Pappy remained just as I remembered him from when I was a child and young adult. I didn’t know then of Uncle Pappy’s many contributions to his community. But I knew that in a room full of noisy adults typical of our family get togethers, Uncle Pappy would be the one to scooch over on the couch and make conversation with a child. And he would chuckle, a warm quiet chuckle that started from what at that time was an abundant girth.
I loved that chuckle. I never heard it erupt into a raucous laugh; it always had a lightness and joy in it that was reflected in his eyes and in his entire being. I never heard a mean or spiteful word from him nor about him. I will always remember Uncle Pappy as a source of gentleness, good humour, love and personal attentiveness to those around him. I thank God for having known our Uncle Pappy.
May the love Pappy nurtured in his life continue to support his family and those he leaves behind.
Tuesday May 23, 2017 at 8:17 pm