Dear Uncle Bub: I wish I could be there to tell you in person how much you and Aunt Lucy mean to me. Growing up, the time spent with you in White Plaines, Patterson, vacationing in New Hampshire, or at our family reunions, were the best times of my life. Your generosity set a profound example of caring that I have attempted to live by throughout my life. During those visits I felt safe and loved, and that meant the all the world to me. I learned what a sense of humor is and was given the opportunity to laugh and enjoy the innocence of childhood. I witnessed the love you and Aunt Lucy had for each other and the love you had for your children and family. It is what made family important to me. As an adult with four children of my own and now grandchildren and a great granddaughter, I have made every effort to keep them close and to let them know they are loved. My only regret is the distance between me and my first family. Living in the Midwest all these years, I have missed so much. While I’m always a little out of the loop, my heart has never left you. I cherish the memories and love you all. The care, kindness and joy you brought to my life to this day, nourishes me. You and Aunt Lucy had a profound impact on my life. It balanced the scales. I can never tell you in words how much I appreciate all that you and Aunt Lucy did. It’s been wonderful these past couple of years as John Buzzell Buzzutto has revealed the extent of our family. I’ve seen beautiful wedding photographs of you and Aunt Lucy and have shared them with my grown children and grandchildren. And so it goes. While we’ve experienced so much loss, life goes on. I’m 63 years old now. Can you believe that. I know you are sad now, but I hope you can find peace with those that are here and love you. You are always in my heart. Peace, Jenny Lynn