Dancing on this earth for a short while
I was out running with Toby when my phone beeped. I had a premonition of what the message would be and stopped, getting out a dog treat for Toby as I dug my phone out of my pocket. “My dad died a few minutes ago” was the the message I received and unfortunately expected from my cousin Grace. Her dad was my uncle Booie. Bernard was his real name and I had no idea why he was called Booie - no one is left that I can ask anymore. Uncle Booie was one of my mom’s younger brothers - she had three younger brothers and now there is only one - my uncle Jab. I am not sure why he is called Jab either, Jim being his real name. You couldn't find two finer guys than uncle Jab and uncle Boo. Me, Uncle Jab on the left, and uncle Boo on the right. When I was growing up, Uncle Boo was always a part of my life. He made me feel safe. He was a big guy to me as a little girl and was handsome and strong. I always thought he looked like Bobby Kennedy. Maybe he wasn’t really big