Uncle Tony always called me Stac. I remember him taking me, Chris and Mark to pick blackberries at our Currahee farm. He pulled the tractor and we got in the back of a trailer and picked bowls full of blackberries! When Chris and I were younger and moved to Minnesota Uncle Tony and Aunt Nan would fly up to meet us and fly back to Georgia with us. I truly appreciate the memories I have of Uncle Tony and will miss him dearly.