The last time I saw Uncle Dick I told him one of my fondest memories of being a kid around him, was when he would tickle all of us (the kids). He would grab our legs right above the knee and squeeze. We would jump and laugh so hard it hurt. Then we would say, do it again Uncle Dick, do it again and jump and laugh all over again. Right after I told him that he said, "oh, you mean like this" and he squeezed my leg and made me jump and laugh so hard I almost fell down. Mind you, I was about 47 at the time. I feel so lucky to have had such a wonderful person in my life. God Bless you Uncle Dick.