Andy was a good uncle. I was never as close to him as I am my uncle Tim or Ridge, but he was always kind and thoughtful. My most vivid memories of the man are at the card table. Even though he was a dreadful bridge player and we savaged him brutally at the table, he played with a smile, just happy to play and enjoy the company of his family.
I'll miss his upbeat manner and his ready laugh, even if we really only saw one another once a year.
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