I'm the last in my family as well John. Out lived mom and dad and half brother, mother's side.
Dad died of bone cancer at home with us. Not a recommend way to go. Mother lost her sight but continued to live at home successfully untill a small stroke. I put her in the best home her Medicaid would pay for and a few years later held her hand as she passed.
My father had eleven brothers and sisters. A good dairy family in the depression. They weren't close, at least, with Dad anyway. Most being his age, some older, I'm pretty sure most (all) of them are gone.
Mom's father abandoned her mother and two sisters in the depression. Mom and an aunt went to an orphanage in Dallas, my other aunt to her aunt in Florida.
What my grandmother did during this time period was never disclosed to me. Where my family on either side is/was is a mystery.
I'm old with more ailments than I should list here. It's been forty years since I lost Dad and close to that mom, and I miss them both daily.
Glad to see you still writing. As one of my little boys used to say, "I miss you when I don't see you."
I’ll have to suggest that you, “Go write” more often.
Wonderful piece.
I'm the last in my family as well John. Out lived mom and dad and half brother, mother's side.
Dad died of bone cancer at home with us. Not a recommend way to go. Mother lost her sight but continued to live at home successfully untill a small stroke. I put her in the best home her Medicaid would pay for and a few years later held her hand as she passed.
My father had eleven brothers and sisters. A good dairy family in the depression. They weren't close, at least, with Dad anyway. Most being his age, some older, I'm pretty sure most (all) of them are gone.
Mom's father abandoned her mother and two sisters in the depression. Mom and an aunt went to an orphanage in Dallas, my other aunt to her aunt in Florida.
What my grandmother did during this time period was never disclosed to me. Where my family on either side is/was is a mystery.
I'm old with more ailments than I should list here. It's been forty years since I lost Dad and close to that mom, and I miss them both daily.
Glad to see you still writing. As one of my little boys used to say, "I miss you when I don't see you."