My uncle is about to pass. My uncle, who allowed me to live in his house when I first moved to New York. My uncle whose daughter gave me my first full-time job after grad school. My uncle who would send me and the rest of my cousins $20 each Christmas, despite each of us pushing 30. My uncle the Scrabble competitor and trash talker. My uncle who would buy Blue Label Johnny Walker during family occasions. My uncle who had the best goddamed steak recipe I’ve ever tasted and passed it down to me.
I’ll miss you, and thank you for everything.