My mom called this morning to tell me that my Great-Uncle Charles died yesterday. It wasn't unexpected. He just celebrated his 90th birthday and has been in declining health for awhile. I'm feeling sad and a little nostalgic today in light of this news. I hadn't seen him in many years, so that makes me even sadder. I recently wrote about him, so today I'm just going to direct you to that post because I'm feeling a little funky right now and don't really want to go look for shoes. I will say, though, that I am grateful for the many wonderful memories I have of Uncle Chuck and of the love I always felt from him. He will be missed.
Actually, you know what? I changed my mind about looking for shoes. I give you this one picture of Chucks because it is fitting and the colors cheer me up: