Things I remember about uncle Joey, when I was a kid he used to carve ivory soap and it looked like Lassie the dog. I always treasured that except when It got dirty and then I’d have to clean it and of course it disappeared cuz it was soap. I always tried to carve the soap but never could get it to look like anything. I think it was uncle Joey‘s 19th birthday, so I was like 6 years old And I chased him around the house because I wanted to give him a birthday spanking. I was relentless. I also remember him playing his guitar. I’m going to miss the times that we did talk on the phone, which wasn’t enough, you’re one of the few people I could stand saying the word kiddo. I loved it when you called and said hello kiddo or hello Barbie. Love you uncle Joe going to miss you. ❤️