My uncle, Steve, served aboard a U.S. Navy submarine based out of Guam during the Vietnam war.
He passed on Easter Sunday just this last month. I know I will get to see him again someday when my spirit slips the surly bonds of flesh and earth as his just did.
He has been battling cancer for a few years now — multiple sclerosis for a few years before that.
Sorry it’s taken so long to post this, but I was waiting on more Details to come — scanned photos, photos of any service pins, etc. I will post all I can (and appropriate) when I can get a hold of such things.
I think the most wonderful thing that came out of this was the tremendous outpouring of love I witnessed from my father toward his younger brother throughout his ordeal… Taking care of loose ends (to put it nicely); Consulting an attourney to construct a will & living will; Arranging proper hospice care and trying to get Medicaid set up for him (which in the end was unnecessary); Comforting their mother; Staying with Steve for nearly a month in my grandmother’s Colorado home until the end. It’s a side of my Dad that doesn’t make frequent appearances except when the situation calls for it, and then it flows generously. I love him so very much and can only hope that I am as compassionate with my family.