Dear Uncle Pink,

I remember when you set up your physician office in the back of grandma’s house. My dad died when I was 1 yr. old and my mom, brother, and I moved in with grandma. I didn’t have any men in my life. I remember when you came home from WWII and set up your doctor’s office. I was in your office every day after school. You took me with you on house calls (I remember you charged $2 per visit.)

Uncle Pincus, you became my father figure and saved my life. You gave me a reason to be proud. You taught me hard work. I really wanted to be like you and went to medical school to become a surgeon. After 35 years as a plastic surgeon, I retired and went to law school. I am who I am because of you.

You are my Hero!

Charles Radlauer