Via Con Dios, Buncle

To our collective loss, they are not making them like my Uncle Bill anymore. We was a man’s man, but also a true intellectual. He wrote speeches for a President and made a fortune on his wits alone. He was a loving father and husband who could quote Shakespeare as well as bawdy Scottish limericks delivered in a spot-on Scottish burr. His face was a happy collection of smile wrinkles.

We will miss you.