My favorite memory of Uncle Darwin was when he told me the story of his time in aircraft pilot training. He said it was his first time flying a plane on his own. Unfortunately, mid flight, his landing mechanics broke down. He said he was forced to crash in a ditch near the runway. In the end, he told me his biggest concern was that his instructor would be mad at him! Uncle Darwin could always make me smile. I remember his elaborate stories, drawing lessons, and playing bean bags at cousin camping. He was a great person to hang out with and was always full of surprises. My heart goes out to Aunt Betty and his loved ones that were lucky enough to have known him better than I. With love and sympathy, Sammi โค๏ธ