Friday, September 8, 2023
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I was never blood to my Uncle Duane, but I was always his neice. I remember my grandma putting his Christmas bulb up every year and reminding him he was always welcome at family dinners. I'm so happy you are no longer in any pain, but heartbroken we didn't get more time with you. I'm honored to have had you as a guest at my wedding and more so that I got to be your neice. Fly high Uncle Duane.
