We (my mother and I) spent my Uncle's last birthday with him a year ago in and around his beloved Superstition Mountain and roads up into the hills surrounding Mesa, Arizona. Even though his legs were swollen and he was in great pain, he insisted on driving and showing us some of his favorite places. He is no longer encumbered by that broken and diseased body, and I can only imagine the wonderful trails he is finding with outrageously beautiful discoveries. Go Uncle!!! Thank you for sharing your precious places and precious time with us. It was an honor.
I bet his place prepared for him has an even better view than the Superstition Mountains at sunset from his backyard.
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