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I am now down to one surviving uncle. All of my aunts and uncles on my dad's side are long gone. My Uncle Dieter, on my mom's side, is the last one left. My Uncle Eide (pronounce Aydee, short for Eduard in German) passed just one month ago. The two of them had not spoken for perhaps 30 years, Dieter blaming Eide and Eide blaming Dieter. Eide had been the one actually reaching out, willing to bury the hatchet and forget whatever it was. Dieter held fast. Now that Eide is gone, and Dieter's stubbornness prevailed, he is inconsolable. He always thought he would have more time. But he still wanted to "make a point".
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Jeff
'72 911T 3.0 MFI
'93 Ducati 900 Super Sport
"God invented whiskey so the Irish wouldn't rule the world"
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