Angie Smith

Black Book

Uncle Tommy was a lifelong pal. We spent many Sunday afternoons on outings to the park to watch the ducks, the people, and to catch up on the week’s events. As well, we would frequent neighbors’ houses, restaurants, go on shopping adventures, see movies, and just hang out until all he had the strength left to do was sit in his easy chair and visit. Maybe play a game of cards with me, talk a little, but mostly listen. Toward the end, he mostly just listened.