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My grandfather calls me thursday evening and tells me that my uncle died. Now this is people from my real dad's family so my grandfather is like the only person that I really know of them. I actually know him more than my dad. Anyways, he tells me that they weren't even going to pick him up to go to the tuneral in Grand Rapids. 2 of them even live like 15 minutes from his house. Actually I know one lives on my street too, since he bought my friend Mike's old house. So I feel bad a tell him I will take him even though running into my dad is like the last thing I want because I would just like to kick his face in.
I get my grandpa and we drive 2 hours out to GR and get there around 1pm this afternoon. The whole ride there he is talking about how his kids don't come around but like once a year, and some not even that much. Well the funeral starts at 2 and come to find out my dad didn't even bother to show up. Now this is his damn brother and he didn't bother showing up. I mean, what can be too important to attend your brothers funeral? That is just unreal. I am going to write him tomorrow afternoon, and I doubt we will speak on friendly terms again.
Aside from that the day was decent. oddly enough I am in an ok mood.
I get my grandpa and we drive 2 hours out to GR and get there around 1pm this afternoon. The whole ride there he is talking about how his kids don't come around but like once a year, and some not even that much. Well the funeral starts at 2 and come to find out my dad didn't even bother to show up. Now this is his damn brother and he didn't bother showing up. I mean, what can be too important to attend your brothers funeral? That is just unreal. I am going to write him tomorrow afternoon, and I doubt we will speak on friendly terms again.
Aside from that the day was decent. oddly enough I am in an ok mood.