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Monday, October 5, 2015

My Uncle Robert (copied from my FB post July 8, 2015)

July 8Pinebluff, NCEdited
This time of year I think about my Uncle Robert. Every summer I worked in the tobacco fields for him and my Aunt Rosa. He grew the sweetest watermelons and the biggest okra. Uncle Rob always knew where the fish were biting in fresh or salt water. He was a BIG man, with a big laugh and an even bigger heart. The world needs more folks like Uncle Robert.
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