So Many, So Many
News. Never a good idea. I just heard from my sister that Skip, our half-brother from my father's first marriage (all of which I found out about when I was 25) died last November. Born before the war, he must have been at least 80. He'd lost his wife a couple years ago, so I'm not astonished, but it's still sad.
Couple months ago we lost our last uncle -- Whit, my mother's older sister's widower -- to the virus. No one but my mother now left from that generation. I'm running out of relatives.
Couple months ago we lost our last uncle -- Whit, my mother's older sister's widower -- to the virus. No one but my mother now left from that generation. I'm running out of relatives.