My Uncle Zoli, who my dad could talk to and understand with few words, because you were brothers. In our house growing up, your name was always spoken with love and respect. You stopped by Grandma Martin's house daily after work because you looked after all your family. You were of course loved deeply by my amazing Aunt Marlene and my cousins Dawn and Dana who carry on your unique spirit. I see you in them both. Thank you for the guidance you shared with me after my dad passed, it was tough love and it was right. Thank you for teaching me to ski on Salt Fork, I will always treasure those memories with our families together. I am glad my wife and children knew you. My son Ben always asked when we would see you next, you made an impression on him and I thank you for that. You were one of the last of your kind. Caring, strong, responsible and easy to like immediately. You can rest at peace and tend to your new garden now Uncle Zoli, knowing you did all the right things while you were here. Love, Chris