Rest in peace uncle Joe.

Uncle Joe passes away

Our first true memory of uncle Joe is from the day we landed in Canada on a cold December evening. Aunt Livia and uncle Joe picked us up in a Lincoln Continental. It was the biggest car we have ever seen, burgundy with a white vinyl top and it rode like we were on clouds.
We may as well have been on clouds since it was unbelievable that we made it to Canada. We made it to Canada because of Aunt Livia and uncle Joe. From then on not only did our lives change but so did Aunt Livia and uncle Joe’s.

Part three

Suddenly off the plane came two little rugrats that added a little flavour to the 100-acre farm aunt Livia and uncle Joe occupied all alone. Along with the rugrats came mom and dad and suddenly the quiet secluded farm was no longer so quiet.
Uncle Joe had an office behind the dining room and I am sure that there were many days he wished that we would be quieter and more adult-like. But we couldn’t, we were kids and on the weekends and during the summer we took over the farm. Swimming, bicycling and spending hours on end wandering the massive property.
As kids, uncle Joe and we were not close… Not because we didn’t like him or he didn’t like us but because he was not used to kids. Aunt Livia and “us kiddos” got along well. Heck to my dad’s horror aunt Livia gave my brother his first beer at the age of 10 or 11 and he has not drunk alcohol ever since.
Aunt Livia got us right from the get-go but not uncle Joe. He was distant and not fun. He was serious and we always dreaded the “how’s school going” questions on the weekends. Uncle Joe was serious and cold, to be honest for most of our childhood.
It was not until later that we got to know uncle Joe and understand him. As we got older or shall I say more mature, is when we had meaningful conversations with him. Uncle Joe was smart, educated and very accomplished in his life. With so many degrees, awards such as man of the year at Humber College.
Later on, we got to know the real uncle Joe. When we were kids he didn’t know how to relate to us but as adults he did. In many ways, he lived the American dream. He kept up to date on all the news the politics and the world economy. So once we had topics to catch up on and debate him he was engaged.
These were things that didn’t interest us as kids. However, as we got to know uncle Joe there was more to him. He seemed to soften up, or got tenderized and beaten up a little by the two rugrats over the years. He watched us grow and we watched him grow old.
This leads us to today. Uncle Joe was a character… He was smarter than most people we knew, and he was also kinder than most people even though he showed that in his way. He had a great smile and you always knew when he genuinely smiled at you that he cared deeply. As with most men, especially from his generation, showing feelings didn’t come naturally until later on in life.
We wished that this showing of feelings could have come earlier, however such is life. Uncle Joe achieved more than many of us dare to dream. It is sad that his last few years with us were in lockdown and not on the golf course as he would have preferred. If there is a golf course in heaven… Uncle Joe, you better be swinging that club every day because you deserve it. And like the cloud-like ride of the Lincoln, you picked us up with… We all hope you are at just as much peace and restfulness as we were when we landed in your care on that cold December evening. Thank you for taking care of us and taking us in.

Rest in peace uncle Joe.

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Published by Zsolt Zsemba

Zsolt Zsemba has worn many different hats. He has been an entrepreneur, and businessman for over 30 years. Living abroad has given him many amazing experiences in life and also sparked his imagination for writing. After moving to Canada from Hungary at the age of 10 and working in a family business for a large part of his life. The switch from manufacturing to writing came surprisingly easily for him. His passion for writing began at age 12, mostly writing poetry and short stories. In 1999, the chance came to write scripts. Zsolt took some time off from his family business to write in Jakarta Indonesia for MD Entertainment. Having written dozens of soap operas and made for TV movies, in 2003 Zsolt returned to the family business once more. In 2018, he had the chance to head back to Asia once again. He took on the challenge to be the COO for MD Pictures and get back into the entertainment business. The entertainment business opened up the desire to write once more and the words began to flow onto the pages again. He decided to rewrite a book he began years ago. Organ House was reborn and is a fiction suspense novel while Scars is a young adult drama focused on life’s challenges. After the first two books, his desire to write not only became more challenging but enjoyable as well. After having several books completed he was convinced to publish them for your enjoyment. Zsolt does not tend to stay in one specific genre but tends to lean towards strong female leads and horror. Though he also has a few human interest books, he tends to write about whatever brews in his brain for a while.

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