a generational thing

Life has passed on for my Great Uncle Jay Miller today.
He was about 95 ...or maybe 99. He was not one that I interacted much with in these later years but I did and do love him from my memories.
He was the youngest....and the last of the siblings to my grandmother that was alive.
He managed to bang himself up pretty good 3 years ago on an ATV...the last I saw was he had to be wheelchair bound from the injuries. HE never was one to sit still for long.

He had a wicked since of humor and eyes that lit up at any joke.

Rest easy from the old body, Uncle Jay.

Love you...

Circe