
Dear Uncle Mike,
I remember after you died I had to go clean up your house. There were so many memories for my Mother and my Grand mother in that house. I didn’t know you had pancreatic cancer until after you died. But when I was helping out my mother and grandmother fix up the house, I saw how upset they were getting rid of some of the old memories that have been in that house since the early 1900’s. I decided to keep one of your shirts. I still wear it to bed sometimes when it’s really cold. And your favorite recliner is at my uncles house, all fixed up. The children love it. And every year the family walks the Pancreatic cancer walk for you. But we also had to let the house go, but we kept what mattered most. I wish there was something we could’ve done, but the family misses you, even if some did try to take your money. I love you.
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