My Uncle Carl (my mother's brother) lived a life like no other. He served in the Merchant Marines, founded a successful business, married seven times, raced midget cars, raised race horses, and in his 80s & 90s took in foster children with Raney, his wife for the past 21 years. When I was a child, he scared the b'jeebies out of me. I was afraid of him and fascinated at the same time. He was a gruff, no-nonsense, generous man and life will not be the same without him. So glad I stopped by to see him at the end of my road trip last October.
At the race track in Grants Pass, OR on his 90th birthday
I took this iPhoto of Mt Shasta on the drive up to Oregon
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