Family and Friends Stuff
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Rudoph was a favorite Uncle of mine because he was a kind man who was nice to me when I was young girl and woman. I can remember a time on Big Mama’s front porch when I was standing out there with the men listening to them talk. Something downright mean was said to me by a young newcomer to the scene and it was all I could do to keep from bursting out in tears. Uncle Rudoph was quick to come to my aid. He quite possibly saved me from going even deeper into myself. At the very least he saved me from horrible teenage angst.
His big old cigar smelled so great and I always felt at home in his company. I will miss him.