Tuesday, February 10, 2026
In loving memory of my Uncle Junior — a man who was endlessly kind, thoughtful, and caring, and who carried so much love for his family. He had a wonderful sense of humor and never failed to share a smile. I will always remember his laugh and the way he’d tug at his signature mustache — I don’t think I ever saw him without it. And, of course, his hats: winter hats with floppy ears, bucket hats, and even a few golf caps sprinkled in. Those little details will forever make me think of him.
We will miss you dearly, Tío Ginger, but we find comfort knowing you’re resting in good company now. Love you always, Sally, Dori, Nana and family.
