Rest in Peace, Uncle Steve
Knowledge of death’s approach makes its arrival no less difficult.
This week I lost my “Uncle” Steve Clancy. They say that a picture is worth a thousand words. Below are a few that I think capture the great joy, keen humor, and deep love with which he led his life.
Rest easy, Uncle Steve. Here’s hoping that every day resembles a New York City St. Patrick’s Day up there. Keep the apple puffs warm, the Guinness cold, and the bagpipes loud. Until we meet again, may God hold you squarely in the palm of His hand.
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