Given the probability of that I will not be attending Allen’s funeral service in person, I want to share what I would share with you if I was there. I’m sorry -- I’m deeply sorry for your sudden, unexpected loss. I can only imagine the pain and confusion. There is so much to celebrate because we have all gained because of our relationship with Allen. Allen was a good man -- good in the greatest definition of the word. Allen was cool! Allen was the “cool uncle” because he would genuinely notice me and care about me. He was cool when I was young, and cool when I was older – Allen & Peg in their tennis outfits, all fit and tan, loving life. I want to be like Allen when I grow up! Allen embodied all the best of a “Sitzmann.” Fun, playful, laughter, silliness, joy. His laugh and smile were infectious. He brightened up the room. I rarely recall Allen impatient or angry. (I vaguely recall one time on the farm. ;-)) Allen was a blend of city and country. I will never forget the times we would spend with Allen on the Sitzmann farm -- particularly the pigs, barn, farmhouse. Allen was a terrific listener. He would remember things. I can hear his voice saying to me, “Yeah. I know what you mean.” followed by his upbeat, nasal chuckle and smile. Allen was always smiling! I always felt better about myself and life after spending time with Allen. Allen was almost always present. You could count on him. He was a giver and a caretaker, particularly for his mother. I have been blessed to have Allen has an uncle. He is a gift -- as his playful spirit and generosity will live on. We can all use more of “Allen Sitzmann” in our lives. I do know Allen will be waiting for us all one day in heaven ready to laugh and play. Thank you Allen for living well. Ray Reuter