I remember as a child spending a lot of time at grandma and grandpa taylors house and so looking forward to my relatives coming to visit ...Uncle Bill.. Aunt Mary..Tony and Nancy.  It was always a special time because when Uncle Bill would bring the family to visit the rest of the famly always followed because we couldnt wait too see them..:)    We had a huge family so it just made it that much more special.  We had wonderful barbecues and always found time to play a game of kickball or baseball in front of gram and gramps front yard. We would use he maple trees where grandmpa would every year gather the sap from as our bases for whatever game we would play .During these games Uncle Bill would  be on the infamous screened in front porch reading his books at the same time watching us  play out front.  You never really heard him much because he was always so consumed into his reading..until he spoke.  And BOY could you ever ar him speak.with his big deep voice..  He always had stories to tell while talking about his work.  He LOVED to tell his stories about his work...thank you uncle Bill for bringing the family home and creating such wonderful memories...Those were the best years and times of my adolescent years growing up that i will never forget and always cherish...  RIP Uncle Bill.  Love to my family