I sure do miss Uncle Willie as with the rest of our Parents, Aunty Rosie, and My Dad..I've noticed in my short time 'I've been here in Vegas especially at our little family gatherings how much I miss the laughter of our Dad's, Your Dad's high pitched laughter at something he was bagging on my Dad about..Definately the Fred Flintstone and Barney Rubble show. Those two were always laughing and telling jokes. I do have a fond memory of your father when it was just me and him one time. It was when we lived on Spreckles Ln in Redondo Beach and I was still in Junior highschool and your Dad came by to pick my Dad up to go to Prairie Park to play ball, but my Dad wasn't around, so I went instead. It was just your Dad and myself going to play ball at the park. I'll never forget how when we were on the same team, he made me feel like I was the franchise player cuz he was the point guard ( who was gonna argue with him??..lol) and he kept throwing the ball to me the whole time telling me to shoot. Of course I made 90% of my shots as to not let your Dad down. I'm serious, I think that's the best I've ever played at Prairie park on that particular day..lol After our game was done, we sat against the fence just the two of us having a Uncle and nephew bonding moment and he was telling me some of his childhood stories growing up in Samoa and the origin of his Tattoo on his forearm. I was like a little kid just smiling and fascinated of his experiences growing up in Samoa. It was funny though because at the end of his Tattoo story, I was so excited and pumped up to get a tattoo, and he laughed and said, " No Wayne, this was me in my Crazy days!"hehe I sure do miss and Love you Uncle