My Uncle Doug passed away in November.
He was a dear man and a very positive influence in my life.
I always thought he was terribly handsome
and so kind to everyone,
even to his funny little niece
who got homesick every time she came
to spend the week in the summer time.
I remember him as a fairly young man,
younger then I am now.
Sometime during my BYU years he and Auntie Fern
moved from California to be with
their kids in Idaho
and I seldom saw them after that.
The last time I saw him was by chance at a temple in Utah.
He was still his fun, handsome self
but much older and in a wheelchair.
It's hard to believe that he is gone.
The world has lost a very good man.