Today we attended the funeral for my wife’s Great Uncle, Fleek Fortner. He passed away quite suddenly at 92 years old and was in almost perfect health up until only a few months ago.
Fleek was the kind of guy that would always come up and talk to you, even though he might not know you well. He always made an effort to greet me and ask about current events when we got together each year at the family reunion. He was always happy and had a great sense of humor.
I am glad that I had the chance to meet Fleek and to speak with him on multiple occasions and I look forward to seeing him again some day.
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