Week #52
It was a cold and windy day. It is getting late and mom told you most of the news. This past week we hit the year mark on this mission so have six months to go. I got a bitter-sweet phone call from my cousin Kay that my Aunt Nell had past away last Saturday. It was bitter in that she is no longer with us and was the last of my dad's family. It was sweet in that she was 98 years old and was pretty much blind and deaf and ready to go. She and Uncle George were so very good to me when I was living with Grandma Perry after I had graduated from high school. I spent over two years there before I joined the Navy. Kay did the yeoman's job of watching out for her these past many years. Doyce and his wife Melissa Mom and I enjoyed our trip to visit and dedicate Uncle Burt and Aunt Diane's gravesite. It certainly was a beautiful place and very peaceful. Doyce and Melissa Stracener went with us and we had a fun time talking to and from. They were thoughtful enough to bring some flowers