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Originally Posted by PilotMan

My dad's brother died this morning. I have a very small family. Three uncles, four first cousins, and none of us live near one another. Didn't grow up together. But this man took time out of his life to come and visit with me and look out for me when I flew unaccompanied, as a little kid, through Minneapolis. He'd meet my plane, get me some food, visit, and I'd get to see two of my cousins. We would talk and then he would put me on the next plane. I thought that was so cool. As an adult, I think it was even more amazing. To give that time up. My dad and his brother are nearly polar opposites. It's hard to believe that they grew up together, and they were not close as adults. I haven't seen him in years, but he holds a special place in my heart. Not being able to go see the family or think about his funeral right now is frustrating.

That sucks. So sorry, PM.