Sunday, April 27, 2014

In Memory of Uncle Cash

Born in Kentucky I believe, my Uncle Larry was raised along with , my mother and 10 other siblings for a total of 12. My understanding is he was as stubborn as a mule, but in the same sense caring and giving. Growing up, my real father was really never around. I had my step dad and he was a good father to me, but the missing pieces always seemed to be filled by my Uncle Larry. Standing almost 6 foot tall with jet black hair and a mustache to go along with it. He was always supportive of me and always there to be a friend, foe, or just a good listener. My brother Jamie and I always called him "The Man in Black", after the great and late Johnny Cash. Hence forth the nick name Uncle Cash.
Always in a black cowboy hat ,  a black vest that cover his dove white shirt along with matching pants and boots to some up his total appearance.
He was my rock when I had troubles and my guide through life when called upon. My biggest fan when I was successful and my discipliner when in trouble. He made me realize that life is to short to always be mad and he would always tell me, " You could fall through an outhouse and come out smelling like roses." LOL. He would have celebrated a birthday on the 25th of April, but instead he lost a battle with an aggressive form of cancer in late 2010.
Everyday I miss him and wish for his council. But maybe God had other plans for him and giving that council and wisdom to those who need it more than I. So if your one of the lucky ones, when in doubt or in need of some humorous form of guidance. Well rest assure that conscience voice you hear in the back of your mind might be Uncle Cash.
I'm here to celebrate his birth and not grieve his death, because  he would have wanted us to remember him this way. I know it has almost been 4 years since his untimely departure, but it seems like it was only yesterday he was here, sitting at the kitchen counter drinking his coffee telling stories. I guess I will see him on the other side one day and we can catch up on all that is untold.
Until next time love, peace, and God bless our troops over seas.

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