He was always Uncle Hank to us. He was my dad's cousin. My dad was John, (Jack) Albertin. Uncle Hank lived for years around the corner from my Gramma and Poppy. I remember going to his parents camp, I believe, when I was a child. He was always smiling and always very funny. My dad and Uncle Hank would go hunting. My nephew, Jack Henry Albertin is named after him. My brother named him after my dad and Uncle Hank. My father thought the world of him. Now I hope they are together. May he rest in peace. My condolences to the rest of the family.
Kelly Albertin Mason
