The obiturary was so Uncle Glen! He was indeed a hard worker and like it said, you never knew if he'd speak. I guess I was lucky, because he always spoke to me and gave me that sideways grin. Some of my favorite childhood memories are from hanging out at their house when my brothers and I were little. The men (Daddy and Uncle Glen) would be inside watching Gunsmoke and us kids would play out front on the porch or in the yard. I always loved our Christmases at Grandpa and Grandma Kimes' house in Chester, where we were all together. I know he's enjoying catching up with his brothers,sister, parents' and especially Cameron! Heaven gets sweeter every day for those of us here. Peace to Aunt Bernice, Wade, Glenda, Lana, Teresa and Lavon. We (the cousins) all know your pain! Love you all!