Blessed to have met such a beautiful person....

Little things remind me of him....
Sometimes when I pour myself some water from the pitcher he set aside for me to buy. I had forgotten that he had done so. When he gave me a discount on a plate because it was chipped. Even though I insisted he shouldn't. His response: shaking his head with gusto and walking away to mark it down. Smiling at the memory...... Kept all his emails. God, close to tears... He was pure just like the water I pour. Sometimes at the mention of *bucks, or when I visit someones home and they have taken the time to decorate their homes, when I hear the song played at his funeral service remind me of him. Forever in my heart. Truly blessed to have met such an alive person. R.I.P "Uncle Sam" 
His many expressions will be greatly missed. 
Scatia! 
:P