Anonymous
When I lived with my grandma, Mary Hemel, in grade school, Uncle Ed was a frequent visitor. He went to bat for me a number of times, I know, though I'm not sure of the subjects, since they spoke heatedly in Polish. He brought holiday gifts that still seem magical: cowboy boots, a 3-foot tall Yogi Bear, and a doll so large that my brother, Mike mistook it for me.
Though I hadn't seen him for many years, I am so glad to recognize him in all of your memories. He was always joking and smiling and generous.
One of the best memories of my life in Tacoma was a visit to the farm in Randle. Things are little foggy, but I might have stayed a weekend there - or longer? I'm glad to hear that those dear generous people remained his friends.
I will miss Uncle Ed as I will miss all of the special, smart, funny Hemel brothers.
Ed, I hope you know I loved you a lot - Jeanine##imported-begin##Jeanine Hemel Sullivan##imported-end##

