Uncle George was delighted that I named my oldest child Katherine, after his beloved younger sister.
I loved watching him pretend to pull off his thumb and other silly little tricks that he had been entertaining kids with for more than sixty years (my mom remembers him doing the same tricks for her as a child).
By the time Rachel came home, Uncle George was growing more frail and had been moved to a nursing home. We didn't see him as often, but he was always pleased when we came to visit. He did his thumb trick and made his favorite jokes about holsteins and "halfsteins". He was still the same old Uncle George.