You never forget who the person was who gave you your first comic (even if it was Captain bloody Sunshine), and let you stay up a bit late to watch Hammer House of Horror. From my earliest days, my Uncle Sol was always there for me, and he always there for everybody. He still had a firm grip when he shook your hand, right up to the end.
Good night, Uncle Sol. Love you.
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