Wednesday, July 31, 2013
I miss you Uncle Joe. I'll never forget all of the time we spent together. We watched so many Cubs, Bulls, and Bears games. I remember coming over to your house on Friday nights to watch Mike Tyson fights w/ you and my dad. We had so many fun fishing trips together. Your laugh and smile will never be forgotten. I'll never forget the best joke ever played on me and it was by you. I was over hanging out w/ you and Aunt Linda. You said Scottie, if you're thirsty I have some root beer in the fridge. So i got up to get some. When I opened the door I asked what bottle was the root beer and you said top shelf on the left. So I grabbed it, got the plastic Bulls cup, filled it w/ ice and pop. I took the first sip and said, this doesn't taste like root beer, all I heard was you laughing and saying it was diet. For years, that was the joke of every visit and drink of pop I had with you. Till this day I remember it like yesterday. I'm so sorry I was never able to come visit you and Aunt Linda after you moved. Kami would have had a blast with you just like I did. Rest well now Uncle Joe, enjoy your Cubbies from the best seat an amazing man like you can have. I wish you could have seen them win the WS. That year will finally come and when it does, I promise you, I'm going to look up to the sky and yell THEY DID IT UNCLE JOE! CUBS WIN!! I love you Uncle Joe. Scott