
They had three blond boys. The youngest could ride a trike like nobody's business. (He's an architect now.)
The Pilots were our neighbors. Mike was a great dad. He had a laugh you'd never forget.
I met their nephew one summer, talked to him for a few minutes over the backyard fence. He was visiting after science camp. His family lived in The Aleutians.
Three years later, he was back. His family had relocated. He was going to the Naval Academy in the fall.
His Aunt Mae and my mom set us up on a date. After the date, he drove me home and my mom asked if he would like to stay for filled peppers. He said thank you. He loved filled peppers.
I cannot imagine my life if we hadn't moved next door to the Pilots.
Uncle Mike, we'll miss you. Thank you for introducing me to my husband.
It's been an honor to know you.