Wednesday, September 30, 2020
Aunt Lil, Morris, Lil,
Just wanted to share with some of my memories of Uncle Morris, as he was a good man who was a big part of was a big part of some of the happiest times in my life...The Vilas, the beach, Phillies games, cable tv in the Vilas, his 8-track tape player which he generously let me use any time I wanted (Neil Diamond, The Bee Gees, Chicago, Kenny Rogers and the 1st Edition)...So many happy memories, laughter fun. When the Phillies won the World Series in 1980, I can’t remember any details at all about how I reacted or how David and my Dad reacted, but one thing is crystal clear in my memory...Moments after Tug McGraw struck out Willie Wilson to clinch the series for the Phils, the phone rang...I said “Hello” and on the other end was Uncle Morris’s voice...”We did it” he exclaimed...I’ll always remember that. Although he wasn’t related to me by blood, he may as well have been. I always felt comfortable when he was around, as we all did. You could talk with him and joke with him, but maybe the thing that stands out the most is that ever since I was a boy he always gave me the feeling that he was happy to see me and that he liked me...And I liked him too...A lot.
Love,
Eric
