I got an email from Mother right after lunch today, letting me know that my Uncle Crit passed away this morning. I cried like a baby. He was 94 years old and I guess I've loved him longer than any other man in my life. I loved to hear him tell stories about when he was growing up, riding in the rodeo, playing baseball. Family reunions won't be the same any more. I thank God for his release, but I know I'm going to miss that old man. Uncle Crit -- I'll always love you!
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