Tuesday, April 2, 2024
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I will always remember Uncle Claude for his boisterous "Ho Ho Ho!" that he would yell as he walked down the steps to our house on Christmas Eve. The Neithamers, Uncle Claude, and Laura had an annual tradition of Christmas Eve dinner together for as long as I can remember. These were always some of my favorite nights of the year, with great gift exchanges, a lovely dinner, and great company had by all. You could always count on Claude and my Dad to be tucked away in a room, comparing their latest and greatest camera tech. There was always a fire going, and I would say that I could not think of any night over the course of the year that I would feel cozier. Claude always made these nights extremely special to my family, and we will miss him dearly. Thank you Uncle Claude, for everything you did for us over the years.
With Love,
Greg Neithamer
