The memory of Uncle Clint and Auntie Debbie in their torn shirts, leather jackets, and acid-washed jeans will always be in my mind as a little girl. Wide-eyed, we would always be amazed by Uncle Clint's magic tricks. He showed us how to water-ski in Bismark's lake and helped fish in Skeleton Lake. Most memories were of him smiling.
J_Stark
8th April 2013