My Uncle Mark passed away on Friday, July 26th -- just a few hours after Parker got to Grammie & Pops when I was in Atlanta. Luckily, Wil was still in Sturgis visiting Luke so he was able to go get him. The funeral was the following week. One bright spot in the day - Parker, Grammie, Pops, and Aunt KK got to hear the baby's heartbeat.
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| tiny baby bump |
I stole this picture off Aunt Darlene's facebook page. The things I think of most when I think of Uncle Marke are: (1) He loved us a lot and was always so supportive and proud of our accomplishments. (2) He loved my Aunt Darlene more than anything in the world.
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