Thinking of y'all today, and wishing I could be there to share big hugs and memories all around. Although we weren't able to see each other often, I have many fond recollections of Uncle Martice. It was always fun to hear Dad's stories of the brothers and their shenanigans growing up. I remember going to the railroad tracks on one of our trips to Texas so we could wave to Uncle Martice as he rode by. Maybe he's helping out with the Gospel Train in heaven right now! With God's grace, we'll all be together again one day. Take care of yourselves, and know that the Washington branch of the family is thinking of you with love.