My Uncle Bill passed away. Growing up I spent many summers with my cousin in Clearfied, PA living at his house. We would often go away on vacations, the four of us, to places like Nags Head, NC; Hersey Park, PA; and Atlantic City NJ. He loved to play craps at the casino, would go out all night to play. When we checked out of the hotel in AC I remember him paying for the entire weeks stay, easily, with one hundred dollar bills.
I knew he had been sick but did not have close contact with my cousin for years because of stupidness and my mother’s side of the family is excellent at silent treatment grudges over nonsense. I blame myself entirely for that. Thankfully the lines of communication have reopened, and we have had a lot of virtual contact.
This Obituary is about the most epic Obit I have ever read, and very fitting.