It will be six years ago in June that I lost my Uncle Denny to suicide. He was my mom’s twin brother. He was a superb human being with a heart of gold. His health wasn’t the best, and the VA didn’t help him at all. He gave up trying to get help and took his own life while our family was up north at the cabin for the weekend. I miss him every day and wish he were here to talk about all the stuff we never got to discuss. RIP, Unc. I love and miss you dearly.