Wednesday, July 28, 2021
My early childhood memory of Uncle Ralph was knowing a man who would rent a rototiller to dig up the soil in the back garden. As a kid, that garden seemed like it went on forever, and I thought uncle Ralph was a really good farmer. To me, he was quiet but would often be chuckling about something, that made a grin appear on his face, and then he would laugh. I knew him as a man who worked away in a humble sort of manner and never wanted any "fuss" what so ever. I am very thankful for the many times he would just show up at my mom's house (after she was on her own) to fix someting for her in the house. Sometimes he would just come and do it and disappear. That was uncle Ralph's way and we all knew that was just the way he did things. To my cousins, Lois, Sue and Rob ... I send my love and prayers and grieve with you. He will be greatly missed. Mary (Rowe) Goral
