Thursday, February 7, 2019
To Uncle Paul, With Love♥️ How do I say goodbye to my kind, generous, loving uncle who loved his pets, his wives, and all of his family genuinely with all of his heart? My heart is so broken and this sadness is overwhelming. As a kid, every time I saw an airplane fly overhead, I would jump up and down, wave my arms back and forth, and yell up at the plane, "Uncle Paul! Uncle Paul!" We all did it. Heck, I STILL DO IT!♥️ One of the greatest times of my life was the summer of 1984 when I spent some time with you at your home in Lawton, Oklahoma with cousin Rachel, Grandpa and Uncle Herman. Gathering around you guys and your friends while you played music and sang at Mr. Jim & Mrs. Ruby's home is a favorite memory. We had so much fun at the water slide park, sightseeing, and learning about Geronimo. Then we traveled across the midwestern United States to Roseville, CA to visit Uncle John. While on the road I asked you if you would like a drink of my soda and you joked, "No, thanks... I don't drink and drive!" Gosh I was a lucky little girl to get to spend that time with you. I remember the time you took all your nieces and nephews to Uncle Cliffs Amusement Park and to the movies to watch Sole Survivor... ALL of us, and there's a lot of us! And sent all of us Christmas gifts across the states! I am so grateful for everything you did for all of us. I have no idea why you would let me go with you on your evening jogs up Osuna near grandpa's house... Clearly I must have slowed you down. But you always let me go with you. I will never forget that you taught me to count in German. In fact, I still recite the numbers from time to time to this day. Ein, zwei, drei, vier, fünf... I will forever think of you when I hear Feliz Navidad being sung because it will always remind me of when you would sing it to me when you came to visit the family for the holidays. Most people laugh at me because that's actually my favorite song! I laugh when I think of the way you used to ‘CRIP-PLE' your fingers!!! And then I cry... And then I laugh again. My fondest memories are of you playing your guitar and singing El Rancho Grande to me as a child. Because of this, that remains one of my favorite songs of all time. It has long been one of my goals to purchase a home in the El Rancho Grande subdivision on the corner of Gibson and Unser so that I could tell you that I bought a house ‘allá en El Rancho Grande' that had enough room to park your RV when you came to visit. I won't be able to tell you that now, but I will still do that & I will just imagine you there with me and I will still leave room for your RV. Most recently, I remember hanging on for dear life as you speedily drove us sightseeing in your RV to Cripple Creek and Garden of the Gods pointing out the formations in the rocks. How I wish I could have spent more time with you in recent years but my memories with you will be cherished forever. They are priceless. I am going to miss you so SO much, Tio. I will speak of you often and will forget you NEVER. You loved each and every one of us and oh, how we will always love you so! I got A LOT of love for you. Vaya con Dios, Señor. -Your ‘Indian Roybal'♥️ #PaulLloydSepulveda #GoneButNeverForgotten #AllaEnElRanchoGrande
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