Invincible

I am sitting here thinking about one of the greatest men I have ever known, my Uncle Howie.



For the past two night I have been unable to sleep. Deep down I just 'knew' something was about to happen. I am weird that way, like a sixth sense that I really wish I didn't have.

With a phone call from up north I was told what I already had know, life had changed.

He was the type of man that I viewed as invincible.

He towered over me and his cowboy hat added even more to his height as did his boots. His voice was harsh and loud. definitely that of an experienced auctioneer. Though his voice was course it was soft at the same time.

He was full of love and tenderness. He was one of the best and will be greatly missed.