As accomplished an organist (and scholar) as he was, Uncle Dick was always willing to appease our desire to play with all the keys and stops on his organ.
I remember him back then as a warm, cheerful, and fun uncle. I particularly remember a Christmas when he dressed as Santa; he could certainly play the part with that stature and voice! Looking back, I realize they must have left no stone unturned looking for my gift that year.
As I grow older, I realized more and more that although I knew he loved me, I had no idea how much. Let us always remember that he was one of those who risked it all for us; as a soldier in Patton's 3rd, he answered the call and marched bravely through the darkest nights to ensure there would be daylight for those after him. When I watch Uncle Dick play the organ, I didn't just hear his music - I heard who he is. That brilliant music didn't just come from his fingers..it came from his soul.
Thank You for Your Service, Uncle Dick. I Love You!
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