I just found out my last great uncle passed away. He was just that, a great uncle and one of the best men I have ever had the privilege to know. He was tall, strong, funny, gentle, charming, and always ready with a smile. He had a quick wit not many understood and few appreciated.

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,...