The last of a generation, my uncle Elmer Dillard, died on Monday morning at the age of 92. What a wonderful man he was! What many problems, trials, and joys he helped me through. When my daddy died in 1961, Elmer was there. When Raf and I began living together in 1977, he called me on the phone to ask, "What do you think you are doing?" When Raf needed a place to live in Midland for several weeks, he took him in. He was my rock after Daddy died, and I sorely miss him. He was smart, handsome, witty, courageous, loving, helpful, and a good Christian man with a huge heart.
He was married my daddy's youngest sister, Silva Louise. She was 18 and he was 20 when I was born in 1942. They pampered me. She called me "cupie doll".
Oh, the memories. I shall never, ever forget this man. He made such a difference and such an impact in my life.
Uncle Elmer, you will always be loved and missed.
His funeral is Friday, April 18, at 2 pm at the First Baptist Church of Buffalo Gap, Texas.
Elmer, rest in peace with the love of your life, Silva (picture here in 1942).
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