Great Uncle Julius

I absolutely love my husbands heritage. On our very first date we spoke about our respective families. Jon shared a brief history of his ancestors and how they traveled by ship to America from Russia/Poland. His great grandfather Solomon was not around much so very few details were known. His wife Rose, Jon's great grandmother, was cherished and loved by all. She gave birth to 5 children and when her husband left the family during the great depression, she managed to provide food on the table and a loving home for her children. Jon's grandfather Louis Boress was born 4th and following him was Great Uncle Julius. Each have lived a respectful life and they reared their own families. Two years ago Grandpa Lou passed away and we miss him dearly. The last surviving child from this wonderful family is Great Uncle Julius. He turned 90 on January 25th and we were fortunate enough to celebrate this day with him and family. We love Uncle Julius!!


Jon's grandfather is sitting in the chair towards the middle. His Great Uncle Julius is sitting on his fathers lap.
Uncle Julie


We love talking to Uncle Julie. He has a great memory and such a wonderful spirit. He was roommates with Grandpa Lou for several years and misses him very much.

Me, Uncle Julie and Jon

Uncle Julie, Christine (Jon's mom) and Alan (Jon's dad)

Post-Edit
Uncle Julie passed away last week. I can't begin to tell you how saddened we were to hear of his passing. We loved him dearly and I am forever grateful that he played surrogate grandfather for Jon and I in the absence of Grandpa Lou. Here is a little something I wrote about my favorite memories of him:

"Although I have many fond memories with Uncle Julie, there are two that stand out the most. The first time I ever met Uncle Julius he told me it was a pleasure to meet me and will I have this dance? We were attending a wedding together and he was not lying when he said he had some great dance moves to show me. Uncle Julie CAN dance! He swung me all over that dance floor that by the end of the night I was the one that needed a break! 

My second sweet memory with Uncle Julie was when he and Grandpa Lou came to visit Orlando, Florida and we took them to see our apartment. We asked them if they would like to sing some Karaoke tunes and Uncle Julie's reply, "sure why not!?" still rings in my head today. Grandpa Lou sang first- a tune by blue eyes Frank Sinatra. The look on Uncle Julie's face was your classic sibling rivalry. It was Uncle Julie's turn to go next and when he decided to sing the same song his brother Lou had just sung, we all started laughing hysterically. He told his brother to listen carefully to how the song should really be sung. It was the best watching those two and the love they had for each other. I feel honored to have been called "Dolly" and niece by my dear Uncle Julie."