Friday, April 5, 2019
Onkel Addi ( and Aunti Maryanne)were like our second parents growing up in flatrock. So many wonderful childhood memories fill my heart when I think about him. Many a Sunday dinner, singing around the organ in German , killing chickens or hunting overpopulated rabbits, pouring cement or building another shed always meant that we could share our lives with the Schusters. Onkel Addi was always cracking a joke, arguing with my dad in true German fashion and just being the kind, helpful person that God made him to be. Im thankful God made him and that we get to see him again in heaven.
