My Uncle Bruce at Woolworth for a sit-in in Chattanooga, 1960.
My Uncle Bruce passed earlier this year. He and I were never close since he lived so far away. I did reach out to him last year and we talked and laughed for about 4 hours straight on the phone. Needless to say, I can rest so much easier knowing that I was able to build a bond with him before he died. Moral of this story: Make time to reach out to those whom you should if it is placed on your heart. Tomorrow isn't promised to any of us...
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