Some people are just naturally fun to be around. My Dad’s brother Walt tried to destroy the baby pictures of my Dad in Ringlets because he didn’t want anyone teasing him about looking like a girl later on. Walt was big on pranking people. He’d carry a photo and ask if you wanted to see his pride and joy, then show you a picture of Pride and Joy dishwashing soap bottles. He’d ask if you wanted to see his “spotted owl” or that is what you’d hear, but he’d pull out a dowel rod he had covered in spots of permanent marker. He had a humongous, no bigger than that, collection of amazing beer cans from all over. He knew a million and more jokes and bar room tricks like balancing 12 nails on the head of another nail. I loved him and he passed away Yesterday and took part of my heart with him. So much love to his daughters now, Clara and Donna. May 2019 treat the Miller family a bit kinder. He is the fourth aunt or Uncle, plus my Mother makes five, that we have lost this year.
