Thursday, October 17, 2019
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Being the youngest of 13 children there was a large gap in age between the older ones and him. He loved to hang out with his older nieces and nephews where he was more like our big brother. And as big brothers often do he would get us all into trouble when we would go stay in the farm. One day our grandfather and older uncles and my dad had laid a bunch of hay bales all tied in the barn to feed the cattle when they came in to be milked. He taught us how much fun it would be to jump into this hay from the loft. And it was. Until our grandmother came in the barn to call us in for a meal and she saw these bales completely demolished. And of course our dear uncle was no where to be seen!!! He was always there for my oldest brother who passed away 5 years ago. He taught him how to play the guitar and they spent hours just hanging out and learning songs. One of my other uncles, Andre, gave my brother his first guitar and he spent every waking moment he could out on the farm playing with Uncle Raymond. Rest in peace now and continue to jam in the heavens with Dad, Uncle Gaston, Travis, Darrell and Claude
