Priscilla And Reggie Adams
My uncle Clifford was a special man. He Cared! I don’t remember him being a man with lots of words but he showed us how much he loved us by his actions. Kites!!! That’s my favorite memory of my Uncle Clifford…a memory of flying kites on the farm. I remember vividly, a bright and sunny weekend, when he showed up with kites for me and my sisters to enjoy with his children. I thought he was rich because he bought us kites but now I understand that the richness he shared wasn’t in buying us the kites but in spending the time with us flying them and seeing our smiles! He wanted us to enjoy the same things as his children. Fly high, Uncle Clifford! Fly high as the Kites!Connie, Mike and David … Reggie and I send our deepest condolences.