Sunday, August 17, 2025
Uncle Leo, thinking of the old days, when we’d visit your house in Blacktown with Aunty Jude, Leo, Greg, and Michelle. Those nights you drove us home from Aunty Sheila and Uncle Jim’s, a few beers in you, the car filled with our laughter and your stories—they feel so distant now. As years passed, we would visit you and Heather in Greystanes, little Rebecca so small then, her giggles echoing in my mind. Those were good times, warm and fleeting. Now you’re gone, I hope you’re have reunited with Ma, Pa, Aunty Sheila and Cathy somewhere peaceful. Travel well, Uncle Leo. We’ll carry your memory. Rest in peace - John L
