Uncle Ray died early Monday morning. As a veteran of the U.S. Navy, it was befitting that his last moments fell on Memorial Day. He was 68. This photo of him with great-nephew Sammy was taken last October. I feel awfully lucky that Sammy got to meet and laugh with his Uncle Ray on this day, just as I'm awfully lucky that I got to spend 38 years laughing with the man who was not just my Dad's oldest brother, but also my Godfather. Now he and my Dad are back together again. I'm sure they're already staking out their spots to watch tonight's Pistons-Cavs game 4. And my Grandma's yelling at them to get their feet off the coffee table.