Out of all my Uncles and Aunts, Tim was the closest one to me, and not just in age. When I was born, he was asked by his teacher at school what was new at home, and he said, "a heater?" She said no, a baby. His nickname for me is wormy because I tossed and turned at night. When he married Donna, I became jealous, but thankfully I grew out of it. After I ended my military service, he helped me get a job, and a place of my own so that my grandparents would not get into trouble. These are the memories that I will always remember. I am holding back tears as I write this. But I will see him again.