Always ready to play and teach my son, Isaiah, how to do things. He always pushed his nephew to never give up and praised him when he didn't give up on something. He taught him how to ride a bike, play video games, and how to throw a ball. On this day he was teaching Isaiah how to throw a football. By the end of the day Isaiah was throwing a ball like a pro. He was a positive role model and a friend to my son.
Isaiah misses his uncle very much.....and so do I. 

My uncle is my friend and I love him. He play with me. I happy when he play with me. He my friend and uncle. I don't have lots of friends he tell me he be my friend. He play games and play with me at park. I miss my uncle but mom say he watch over me and in my heart. But I still wish he come back and play with me. ( I heard my son talking to his stuffed animals and I decided to share what he said word by word.)

We always sports together and video games. We always draw together and ride bikes. He always made me laugh. My uncle would take me to the park to play. We play catch and ride bikes around block. We swing on the swings and race downs the sllide. I had lots of fun with my uncle.

We went outside and my uncle tell me he teach me how to ride a bike. He took off my training wheels and tell me he hold on to seat. He help me balance and then help me go down hill. Then he let me go and yelled I ride bike myself. I happy to ride bike like big boy. He chase me and we play and ride bike all day. I love and miss my uncle.  (I typed the story in my son"s own words.)