Uncle Vic

May 9, 2011

I think I’ve shared the story about my Uncle Vic who passed about 3 or 4 years after I was born. Anyway, he used to come back to visit me all the time. One time my bro and sis went to school and my Mama yelled from the room who was I playing with…and I said “Uncle Vic”…she said who? And I said “Uncle Vic”. She ran outta the room screaming, snatched me up and took me into her room. She called the whole family over…they were all crying and shit, talking out loud as if he was in the present “Vic, we miss and love you, but you to move on” “Go rest”…

РPosted by DeonThaStallion; Lipstickalley


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