Wednesday, December 22, 2021
I was one of the special people who got to be part of Glenn’s family, he was my uncle. On the one hand he would razz you anytime for numerous reasons. He often wondered why I would not wash me feet to remove the pieces of dirt I had on one of them (I had a small mole). One year he and my father took all the money out of the Easter eggs my grandmother asked them to hide and replaced them with rocks. Truly it was one of the best pranks ever. I won’t repeat what he said when I suggested I might attend that school in Ann Arbor, MI.
At the same time he always prioritized family, and there were no lengths he would not go to to help. Whether cutting down trees, helping to move or building a deck, he was there ready to work.
He often lent me his worm infected dogs heart for school, which I loved. Indeed, part of my love for science no doubt stemmed from visiting his clinic. His compassion for animals, as everyone knows, had no limits. He was always there to help, not only in person, but from miles away by text or phone. I don’t know a single one of my cousins who does not keep and love animals (cats, dogs, rabbits, guinea pigs) because of his influence.
I’ll miss my Uncle Glenn, no words can really say how much. I hope his compassion and determination to help will continue to inspire me and those he influenced, and I hope I can learn from his easygoing lightheartedness.
