My Uncle Jay

My Uncle, James T. Woolston Jr.  (I just called him Uncle Jay) passed away recently.  I remember that he loved to run, he competed in multiple marathons throughout his life, and was always a very positive person.  I enjoyed competing in races with him as a teenager, and looked up to him more than I think I ever told him.  He was a teacher by profession, and I think it was something that fit him.  He was always so supportive and uplifting of people's dreams, especially of young people.  He made this world a better place.  Certainly for me.  And I will miss him a lot.