Uncle Glenn was always very kind to me as I’m sure he was to everyone. He had a nice way of making you feel important to him. He talked to you, asked you questions about your life, friends etc. and always had a story to tell. He took pride in his work and loved his Jeep! I remember at 17 years old he let me borrow the Jeep for the day. I drove top down and doors off, flying down the parkway! It was so much fun. Every time I see a Jeep I think of Uncle Glenn. You will be missed.