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Last night was spent reflecting and feeling numb, my mom called to tell me that my Uncle had died.  It was unexpected, his neighbor found him in bed, he went to sleep and never woke.  When I was a kid I was closest to him because he was a giant kid himself, in our adult lives, not so much.  We lived closer to each other than any other family, yet it seems "priorities" always got in the way.  Still I made an annual trip each Fall to see him, just for a few hours, but sadly this past Fall those "priorities" got in the way.  I suppose had I made that trip our goodbyes would of ended the same way as they always did, a hug and an "I love you", and with the open invitation to come by anytime.  I can say he will be sadly missed.