Thursday, December 29, 2022
August 14, 2003 was the best one on one memory I have of Uncle Leon. He was busy in the Port Sydney cottage, playing his country music records and I was painting the bunkie, along with my son. All of a sudden the music stopped and I asked Uncle Leon to put it back on since it was so relaxing as I was painting. Needless to say that's the day of the major power outage and realizing the food for supper was frozen, I panicked. But there's Uncle Leon with the solution. He lights the barbeque and we eat bbq'd lasagna for supper that night. I will miss him as much as I do my Aunt Myra. I loved them both so much.
