For Uncle Frank, who I think will always be with us somehow. I have very early memories of him and as a child he appeared to me as larger than life. I loved his cheerfulness and his mildness and he was always kind and interested in me even though we did not see each other as often as I would have liked. I posted this first as a note written to him, but thought I’d better change that before somebody tried to commit me to a hospital. But to me, Frank will always be among the living.