Uncle George and the bee

My uncle George took me for walks when I was in my childhood. He almost got stung by a bee and got mad at it. Then many years later, I moved to East Vancouver, and my uncle George came to visit us from Montreal. We went for a walk to McDonald’s on Main Street and he saw another bee. He thought it was the same bee that remembers him and I was like say whaaaaat?” The guy smoked fields of weed right up until the last breath of his life. I loved him and still do. Rest in peace my dear WoWo.


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Jun 24, 2022 at 3:58am

I get it. You know, life doesn't get any better than this. Sorry for your tears, but, well, you know. Bee happy; you have it right.

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Jun 25, 2022 at 6:13am

It could have been the same bee.
You never know :)
Cute story I'm sorry for your loss he sounds like a cool guy.
He's in a better place now.
We should be rejoicing people crossing over cause they are the lucky ones.

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Jun 27, 2022 at 1:03am

uncle George had a sense of humour that may have been lost on you. Time for a little Cheech and Chong.

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