Uncle Lyle, dad's brother passed away this past Sunday. It came as quite a surprise because we didn't even know he was having problems. I guess he was golfing one week and gone the next! Nice way to go. Because Uncle Lyle lived in Idaho, we didn't get to see him much, usually only once a year at the birthdays. I don't have many memories involving him, except one time we all went to Las Vegas to visit grandma and grandpa Busby. Uncle Lyle brought us home in his convertible car. I remember it was really cool.
Uncle Lyle owned a big car dealership in Boise, and whenever we flew into town, he met us at the airport and took us to his dealership get a car to use. He was that kind of man, always sharing, caring, and helping others. I will miss you, Uncle Lyle.
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