That's how things happen, very suddenly. The Friday before Thanksgiving my Uncle Jack was killed in a car accident. He was on his way to the VA hospice to talk to a fellow marine veteran who was dying. Uncle Jack, or Bill as he was called by everyone but his family, was a writer......a newspaper man for many years and although retired still wrote a weekly article for his local newspaper. He had written a couple of books and had one more child than my parents.....so he was obviously competitive!
This is not a tribute to my uncle.....that is not mine to write....just a sort of goodbye and a reminder of how suddenly life changes.
Aunt Frances, Uncle Jack, Aunt Ada, Aunt Evelyn and mama
Uncle Jack was a real writer, not a play blog writer like I am, so when I got an email from him after this blog post, it really meant a lot to me. Below is the email.
Eularee fowarded me you blog on your mother's birthday. I tried to comment, but you bloggers blocked an old newspaper straight matter man. Said I didn't belong in your world and gave me a list of old folk homes. I read it and viewed the pictures on line and it brought back fond memories of better days. But I must complain that I am supposed to be the writer in the family and you are trying to put me to shame. But I had a lovely time visiting with a lady I love and respect and even got a glimpse of a bunch of nieces and nephews and of course my sister Frances. Give my love to all you Duncans. Jack the blacksheep from Oregon.
Eularee is Uncle Jack's daughter and my cousin. She's also a talented writer among many other things.
Uncle Jack was just going about his life when suddenly he was gone. He went from this world to be with Jesus.....suddenly.
We will all miss him, but celebrate his life with our memories.
My brother may be slightly upset at me for writing about him.....but he's bound to get over it!
Shortly before Uncle Jack's accident, my brother was badly hurt in an accident at home. One moment he was on a ladder cutting a tree branch and the next he was on the driveway, having hit the steel bumper on another brother's truck on the way down. He recovered although he may be just ever the slightest bit brain damaged.
Also in the last couple of weeks, a friend had unexpected open heart surgery and one had a stroke while out fishing with his grandchildren.
Things. Happen. Suddenly.
Take no one and nothing for granted........