To my uncle V.

Sometimes we are far when our loved ones leave this world. What could I do here, over the ocean? I just went and gave my blood for the first time. May that pint be it didn't help you, but it will help somebody somehow. Crying helps, but this other liquid may save lives. And life should continue. I learned this, observing you were planting all these trees and fighting these forest fires. Let them grow. We remember you.