I didn't see him much growing up as he lived in Alaska and then back in Seattle when we moved to NJ.
He never married or had children. He lived with my Grandmother for many years until her death.
His lifestyle definitely contributed to his death. No exercise, lots of alcohol and all the wrong foods.
I have a few good memories of him. I remember him always making me laugh when I was very little. I remember him giving me a very "mod" yellow vest for the Christmas of 1969. I think I wore it every day of 4th grade. I also remember him giving a very eloquent eulogy for my grandfather's funeral.
Unfortunately, I also remember how much he worried my Dad and his sisters. I remember how difficult he became as he got older. That he was very demanding and critical of those around him.
What I think I will try to remember is that he was once the cute little blond boy in this picture. That he was a beloved son and little brother. He had pets who loved him and friends too.
I pray that he is back to that person and back with his parents who knew him as that cute little boy.