Thursday, June 7, 2018
Dear Eleanor, Cindy, and Chris,
I love this photo because I see a bit of my dad in Uncle Ed's face, especially in the charming smile. I have only the best memories of Uncle Ed as a little girl. He was always ready with a smile. He had a quick wit and he was a dapper dresser. And of course, he could sing beautifully. Did he play the banjo too? There wasn't anything better than my dad and Uncle Ed singing a duet. I also remember the fancy white shoes he would wear to our house on Hickory Trace in Dunlap, IL. He seemed to me the perfect gentlemen. I'm hoping all went well with the memorial service today and that you are finding comfort in one another. With love Jennifer Jett-Cunningham and family, Tim, Conor, Rory, and Brock
