Clifford W. Ardinger, Sr

My brothers and sister and I were lucky to have some terrific uncles and aunts growing up, who didn't talk down to us as if we were little kids. They talked to us as adults. My memories of Uncle Cliff were memories of fun and adventure. I remember his wedding to Aunt Nancy, and how at night the snow was coming down so hard and the streets were so slippery, guys all dressed up had to help push their wedding car on an icy uphill street, Aunt Nancy in her wedding gown in the snow looked like a dreamy princess with a wonderful laugh and smile. Later, I remember riding in his boat ("The Nancy") with my dad on a Pittsburgh river. I remember one time visiting and watching his TV that wasn't working right, and he decided to take it all apart and repair it himself right there, while everyone else drank beer and talked through the repair. It was an entertaining get together. Pictures in our family photo archives showed him riding horses, and being someplace exotic while in the service. He was a loving man and showed us by living how to live a good life to the end. Though we have not seen you in a few years, Uncle Cliff, Rosemary and I thank you .and we'll miss having you in this world. We send love to Aunt Nancy, and to Barb, Frannie, Cliff, and Robert and their families.