My great uncle Virgil

Shared by Nancy Alvarez on July 24, 2021
I was born later in the family so my memories of my Great Uncle Virgil are little. It was never any deep conversations but just small talk when I saw him. He was always there for family get togethers and at church every Sunday. Always loved to pick on his sister Mary (my grandma).  He was my grandma Mary’s neighbor so I practically saw him everyday, always a happy smile and a wave of hi. That lasted until grandma moved which probably puts me in my 20s. I will always remember Uncle love of twinkes and sweets. He was happy to share a mint or candy that he had in his pockets. One time he gave me I think a ketchup packet just because of his habit to give. His love for cats and leaving basically a giant bag kitty food on his step to feed them. He way independent up til he was in a nursing home. Always driving himself around and he slept on the top bunk of a bunk bed! It always amazed me that he was able to climb up there. I jokingly called him my crazy uncle because of these things. Though I love him for being who he was and I’ll never forget how thoughtful he was and he was always there for his family. May he Rest In Peace 

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