Uncle Bill died yesterday morning.  He was next younger to Papa Bob (my dad).
We had many great vacations with Uncle Bill and Aunt Wanda and our cousins
to the Lake of the Ozarks, New Jersey, and Fernnook (of course) during my
growing-up years.

We also had fall picnics to Babler State Park where we would cook chili and
deer meat and run through the woods and fields.  It didn't matter how cold
it was...a fall picnic was tradition.

Weekends weren't complete without a trip between our two families.  We lived
in the city (of Florissant) and Uncle Bill and family lived in the country (of
Harvester).  Harvester is more city than Florissant now, I think.

The picture above was taken in July of 2008.  It was the day we moved The Bathroom
from Papa's house to G'ma Opal's house.

Uncle Bill was greatly loved and will be greatly missed.