RIP Doug Leeman - January 25, 2007
I just found out an hour ago that my Uncle Doug died.
I have a very small family. There's my parents, my brother, my aunt, my uncle, and my two cousins. He was important to me. My mother is in "calm" mode as she drives to Atlanta, GA to take a train to Massachusetts. Her sister is like her mother since she is 20 years older than her and her mother couldn't be bothered to take care of her. So, I think this is extremely difficult for her. My brother's fine. I talked to him. He has a weird outlook on death. He says he knows hours before a person dies and says goodbye to them in his head and doesn't want to go to the funeral. He is staying at home by himself since my father is in Tunica, MS gambling. I talked to my dad. He's somber. He has that "something sad happened" tone. He's concerned about my mother, but he's still not going up. I called Alan. He was in "work mode" and it didn't really phase him, but I know when he comes home it will hit. Not that he knew him that well, but I think he will feel for my family. He asked for Monday and Tuesday off. I called Jeremy. He met my uncle when we visited New England in March. He just loved him and my aunt. He was sad to hear it and got the "consolation" tone.
I will be going to the viewing this weekend and the funeral on Monday.
I guess I have talked abou everyone else's feelings but my own though. It was a premature death. He had an asthma attack (he's had a lot) but the fucking paramedics had expired medication to give him and because of it he had a heart attack and died this morning. It's so stupid...so pointless. He deserved better. I am so glad I could see him last May. I got to how him pictures from the Japan trip and he was dazzled by all the development there since he was stationed there in the Korean War. He met Alan's family. The greatest moment was when he was talking about Japan to their family and Fujio was trying to take over the conversation with boring trivia or something and he just totally interrupted with some awesome story. He didn't do it in a mean way; just the the way that my family communicates is like that...I guess I can't explain it right, but it was just great. He was a great man. He was so kind and funny. He had wonderful stories and great political jokes. I'm not doing him justice. He was my uncle. And he's gone.
I have a very small family. There's my parents, my brother, my aunt, my uncle, and my two cousins. He was important to me. My mother is in "calm" mode as she drives to Atlanta, GA to take a train to Massachusetts. Her sister is like her mother since she is 20 years older than her and her mother couldn't be bothered to take care of her. So, I think this is extremely difficult for her. My brother's fine. I talked to him. He has a weird outlook on death. He says he knows hours before a person dies and says goodbye to them in his head and doesn't want to go to the funeral. He is staying at home by himself since my father is in Tunica, MS gambling. I talked to my dad. He's somber. He has that "something sad happened" tone. He's concerned about my mother, but he's still not going up. I called Alan. He was in "work mode" and it didn't really phase him, but I know when he comes home it will hit. Not that he knew him that well, but I think he will feel for my family. He asked for Monday and Tuesday off. I called Jeremy. He met my uncle when we visited New England in March. He just loved him and my aunt. He was sad to hear it and got the "consolation" tone.
I will be going to the viewing this weekend and the funeral on Monday.
I guess I have talked abou everyone else's feelings but my own though. It was a premature death. He had an asthma attack (he's had a lot) but the fucking paramedics had expired medication to give him and because of it he had a heart attack and died this morning. It's so stupid...so pointless. He deserved better. I am so glad I could see him last May. I got to how him pictures from the Japan trip and he was dazzled by all the development there since he was stationed there in the Korean War. He met Alan's family. The greatest moment was when he was talking about Japan to their family and Fujio was trying to take over the conversation with boring trivia or something and he just totally interrupted with some awesome story. He didn't do it in a mean way; just the the way that my family communicates is like that...I guess I can't explain it right, but it was just great. He was a great man. He was so kind and funny. He had wonderful stories and great political jokes. I'm not doing him justice. He was my uncle. And he's gone.