Sylvia Bryant
Uncle Hobert was a big bowl of Jolly!
I never once heard him being pessimistic, he found the positive in everything. We shared the love of elephants, and also the love of my his sister Betty,
my beautiful mother. He treated my mother like royalty, always doting and petting on her, and kept his head on a swivel looking for that something special he could bring back to her.
I will miss him greatly, and his huge beautiful smile will never fade in my heart.
Sis
Sylvia Smith Bryant




