It's been two weeks since, I said good bye and celebrated my uncle's life. There hasn't been a day since, that I haven't thought of him in some way. From his boisterous laugh and big smile, to his colorful story telling, or his keen business sense advice. I seem to encounter something every day that sparks some memory of him. Most of them make me smile or laugh, but some sadden me. like when I need advice on a business situation,and I am not able to talk to him to get that "C.W. School Of Business" advise, that only he could come up with. But as long as I think of him,and remembers what he taught me, a little piece of his spirit lives within me, which makes me a better man. Thank you, Uncle Bubby for being part of my life.