Natalie
in honor of Clell.
My fondest memories from childhood revolve around the time spent at Uncle Clell's and Aunt Pat's house. Uncle Clell had a remarkable way of making me feel cherished. Whenever Angel and I decided to take a stroll to the corner gas station for some candy, Uncle Clell never hesitated to hand us a few dollar bills. In those moments, his generosity felt like the entire world to me. This was just one instance of his kindness, and he consistently demonstrated such generosity. Undoubtedly, he was the best uncle, and his love and presence will be cherished and missed forever.
