Multiple family casualties this year. The more it happens, the more I want to be riding my bike instead of working.
Uncle Ted (progressive dementia and physical debilitation). I never spent much time with Ted until, ironically, I moved away to California. When I would visit back in Michigan he had purchased a small daysailer which we would take out on local lakes. He also had a friend with a 35 footer in a marina at the old Edison plant on the Detroit River near Belle Isle. We would drive down there and go sailing out on Lake Saint Clair.
Younger brother Jonathan (complications from diabetes since mid-teens). He faced his physical problems with a better attitude than anyone could expect. The accumulated assaults on his health eventually wore him out.
Mother Jean (massive stroke). Loving wife and mother of five, lived to 90. Too many home-cooked meals and desserts to recount, and she always liked a martini or two (whatever amount = giddy) with her sister Sally at a family party. Progressive physical pain, loss of abilities, and finally the loss of her youngest child took away the joy of living.
Uncle Mel (progressive physical debilitation, heart worn out). Mel was married to mom’s sister Sally and they had three sons. Our families spent a lot of time together when I was young, it seemed like every other Sunday. Mel grew up on a farm, but after WW2 was a Ford factory guy, I believe a line manager at a Lincoln plant.