I have been going through picture after picture after picture all weekend and the only thing I know is that there is so much i didnt know about my uncle. For me he was always just the cynical one in the corner complaining about something (and I say that in the most loving way possible) I knew very little about his work, but I was made well aware of what days the Goodwill would sell clothing by the pound. I didn't realize that so many peoples lives are better today because of the crabby man in the corner.
I have seen all these pictures of smiles and just down right goofy stuff and it's then that I get sad. When it becomes painfully clear that we lost a beautiful human being last thursday. I had no idea the amount of life and love and happiness we all felt just because he was here, but I am becoming aware of the hole that is left behind.
If i had to pick one memory of Warren that stands out for me it would be without a doubt a few thanksgivings ago at the beach when i received an hour long lecture in the garage of all places about the atkins diet. Warren was not a fan to say the least. He made it very clear to me that there was no good in this diet, and graphic, boy was he graphic about it. What is so funny is that I am sure Warren himself doesnt even know that not 3 months later where was I? The emergency room with just one of these incredibly graphic illness' he had spoken of. I do wish I had the opportunity to tell him he had been right. From that moment on I did always make sure that when he was around there were carbs on my plate. He always made an impact that is for sure.
There are so many things I could say but I will stop with this, Kris, Marc, You two are all I can think about right now. I have no frame of reference for what you must be feeling. Please, if you need anything at all, I can't make it go away I don't even know if I can help, but I can try.##imported-begin##Angela Bennett##imported-end##