Trnavsky Family

Uncle Ed

Dear Uncle Ed,

Since your passing, I have so many things that I want to share with you. Things that you did that touched my life, and my family’s life. You were a bright sun in the world and I love you for that. I miss you so much and I wish I could have more time with you. Thank you for teaching me to love and appreciate classical music, espeically Holst, which I listening to as I write this. You taught me that classical music tells a story and I love that. I have never listened to classical music the same way again! It inspired me to write many short stories and start many novels, which I will one day finish.

I will miss your Easter Egg hiding. Nobody could hide them like you did and I wish that I didn’t grow up, just so I could have you hide them again! You were always so good at hiding them, that it never falied that Dad would run over one with the lawmower during the summer. I have to admit, I do not like pumpkin pie, but I loved yours. It was the only Pumpkin Pie that I would eat and I think I was pretty spoiled that way.

You gave so willingly. Your time, possesions and your love. I miss that. I hope that I can aspire to be the kind of person that you wanted me to grow up to be. I miss your house on Rainbow Lake and your “garage” room where there was always some sort of Jeep part being fixed. I miss riding in your Jeep, it was so much fun to ride in! I remember the time, when I was really little that you babysat me and I remember being left with a jar of pennies. I cannot remember how many of those stupid things I ate, but I think of it everytime one of the girls would grab to eat a coin off the floor!

I miss you. Everytime I watch fireworks, I will miss you. No one could put on a display like yours! I always felt SO proud of you when I told people that you were on the pyrotechnics team for the Fourth of JulIvers on Lake Washington every year! I am glad that you shared that with my friends like Aaron. That was who you were, no glory for yourself, but you shared experiences with those who wanted to learn. I remember you telling me about Jeep engine parts, sorry Uncle, but I suck at car repair. Those lessons never stuck with me, but not because you were a bad teacher, I was just a crappy student in that subject. When I broke my arm, you were there at the house and you helped mom determine that I, yes indeed, broke my arm. You were a volunteer EMT at the time.

Words cannot express how much I miss you and want you back. I will have to know that I will see you again. Until then, I will always love you and I will miss you.

Krisy