Monday, December 30, 2024
I remember visiting the farm as a kid and riding the 4-wheeler into a creek. Scott thought I was driving, I thought heI was driving. Scott, you were supposed to be driving - you’re older! Next thing I know, I’m soaking wet and climbing out of the creek. Uncle Jim comes running over (the only time I actually saw him run) and I thought he was going to make sure I was ok, but he ran straight to the 4-wheeler and lifted it out of the creek.
Thoughts and prayers to my Aunt Bonny, Phil, Scott, Danny and Brandy. I will certainly miss Uncle Jim.
