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descriptive My Great Uncle Dan: A Descriptive Essay I'm embarrassed to say my second thought was that of relief when my mother called to say that he was dead. It
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My Great Uncle Dan: A Descriptive Essay
I'm embarrassed to say my second thought was that of relief when my mother called to say that he was dead. It had only been a short time, but I could never deal with someone being in pain or the thought of a machine keeping them from going to a better place. After all of his children, and a few extended family members had shown up and said their good byes, finally, it was over. In the past few years his health had been extraordinary. He always seemed to be in the best of health, one minute he would be out at the ranch helping a hand and the other minute he would be in his khaki pants and pin stripped polo shirt out on the golf coarse hoping for that hole in one. On that Tuesday afternoon I called my family to see if I should make the 13 hour puddle jumping flight across country for the funeral. Having the Satisfaction of being there to help comfort the rest of the family, was worth dealing with all the airport congestion as others would franticly push their way through crowds to get to their next flight.
It was only about five years later I was graduating high school and enlisting in then U.S. Navy. Being one that had previously served in the Navy during the post WWII time, he seemed to be one of the most proud and honored seeing me in the traditional Dress Blue Uniform that still holds strong in the naval ranks today. I remember at my oldest brother's wedding him shaking my hand with his strong yet dried out callused hand and giving me a salute the first time I returned home after signing my life away for the next four years. He was one that truly made me feel proud to be serving in the greatest military on this planet.
I remember when I was a little kid working in the shop with my Great Uncle Dan. I lived only about 500 feet down the gravel country road from our farm shop where you could always watch the sweat roll down his forehead and drip onto his grease and dirt...
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