Sunday, July 26, 2026
My Uncle Darryl came and stayed at our house one summer when I was a little girl. He was tall, skinny, funny, and constantly picking on my dad. Lol. What I remember most about that summer is water balloons, with a print on them that looked like grenades. He started with my dad and then got all of us kids. Running, playing, getting hit with the water balloon's and an echo of his big laugh! One of my greatest childhood memories ❤️ That laugh and smile I will carry in my heart forever. I love you Unc. ~Riki