My Aunt Charlotte and Uncle Paul have always been an important part of my life. It was not until last year when they passed away in that boating accident that I realized this. When my parents went to Poland for a year, Aunt Charlotte and Uncle Paul took me into their home, despite the fact I was a little hell raiser. I remember Uncle Paul scolding me when I was caught awake past my bed time. When I told him it was because I was having stomach pains from the ice cream that Aunt Charlotte bought, he stayed up until 10 pm rubbing my tummy until I fell asleep. Unfortunately shortly after my parents returned, I went off to college and did not get a chance to see them again until the funeral.
RIP Charlotte Poole and Paul Walsh