I feel like I need to say something more about my Uncle B. He was one of the likeable members on my dad's side of the family.
The image that came to my head is the four nurses who showed up unexpectedly to pay their respect.
So, here goes:
Even if you only knew him for a few months, you would come to his funeral. He is the kind of guy who makes good, strong impressions on people.
He smiled a lot. He talked to people kindly, and I have never heard him say anything mean about anyone in my life.
Rest in peace, Uncle B.