As children, every Labor Day weekend…we would visit Uncle Harry Bucsit farm in Wapato. My bro, Buddy, also lived on the premises. He taught me how to ride a bike…drive the farm tractor…shoot a bee bee gun… and was the perennial “twist” dance champion. I was truly looking forward to the day we would get together to “catch up”. I’m profoundly saddened to learn of his passing. Buddy may be gone but I will always remember his generosity hospitality and courageous spirit. RIP Bud. Mahalz❤️❤️