My uncle John Edward Williams, the last survivor of my parent's generation in all of my family, just passed away.
He was my mother's brother. The sibling to whom she was closest.
He and his family lived in Seattle when I was growing up, and my grandmother lived in the "mother-in-law" apartment in the basement of their house.
We spent nearly every holiday with my uncle's family when I was growing up.
He and Aunt Millie moved to Sacramento quite a few years ago, after he retired from the post office. She passed away about twelve years ago.
He served in the US Army for fifteen years, and was a veteran of WWII and the Korean War, I believe.
Goodbye, Uncle Johnny.
