Friday, July 7, 2023
My heart is heavy as I remember Uncle Eddie and the warmth and laughter he brought into our lives. His love for family was a hallmark of every summer BBQ, which thanks to either my papa’s or mom’s doing had us arriving first, well before 10am. The perk of being early was hearing Uncle Eddie's stories, filled with colorful tales of group trips to Vegas, the latest sports commentary, and everything in between.
As the years unfolded, I learned the true meaning behind those basement trips and recognized Uncle Eddie's immense love for hosting our family and dear friends. Above all else, he knew the value of bringing us all together, year in and year out. His and Aunt Arlene’s very special bond with my grandparents was a lifeline to their memories. After they passed, he kept our traditions and their spirit alive, often retelling funny stories and playing "Blueberry Hill” in my nana’s memory. Looking back, I realize the significance of these moments and the tradition now more than ever.
Today, my heart aches for his passing. We'll miss you, Uncle Eddie, and we're incredibly grateful for the love and warmth you so generously shared. I'm sending all my love to Aunt Arlene, Donna, Ed, and their families. As I do, I imagine Uncle Eddie being welcomed by familiar faces, a good card game, a generous pour of scotch, and the sound of his laughter filling the room once again.
