I met my Uncle Bruce in Little Rock this weekend. Uncle Bruce is my father's brother and he lives in Wisconsin. I don't get to see him too often so it was nice to catch-up for a few hours. His kids, my cousins, seem to be doing great. It turns out I have a whole set of second cousins I have never met. Sounds like it's time for a family reunion to me.
So we met in Jacksonville at my parents coffee plant and then headed to lunch. We went to Shorty Smalls, the food was better than Chili's but not as good as Flying Fish.
One more photo of Me, Grandma and Uncle Bruce, Fall 1993, just before I was awarded my Eagle Scout.
Enjoy!
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