Friday, November 19, 2021
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My condolences. My memories of spending the summers out at the farm getting underfoot will be with me forever. The last of the Buckeroos is gone but I will never forget, but dearly miss, the whole family sitting in the living room of the old farm house playing old time jigs and polka's. I miss you Les, and regret not communicating more. On to greener pastures uncle.
