Tonight I'm really missing some people that I've lost. Some of these people I've lost this year, some a few years ago, and some many years ago. I thought I'd share their picture and a short bit about them, to keep their memory alive, here on my blog tonight.
My Grandpa, my mom's dad, was the type of guy you could count on for anything; he was very smart and had a big heart. Grandpa was a Korean War Navy veteran. He loved his country, his wife, his children, his grandchildren, and was an active member of the Catholic Church in the town he lived in.
I won't beat around the bush and pretend I liked my Grandma, my mom's mom, or that she liked me. However, my Grandpa loved her very much. She passed away from early-onset Alzheimer's, which is seven times more hereditary than normal Alzheimer's.
My friend Glenda was a funny, compassionate woman who put her four kids first. She worked hard while going to school and raising four children as a single mother; unfortunately she only got to work a few years with her new degree before she passed away.
This is my favorite picture of my Aunt Gloria, my dad's sister; it's circa early 1990s. She's so beautiful in it, and it's how I like remembering her. She lived a hard life, and was one of the best and hardest working women you'd ever meet. She'd not only give you the shirt off her back, but she'd boil water to wash it first. She was my dad's sister, and helped raise him. I will always remember her with love.
Uncle Bob, Aunt Gloria's husband, was an awesome guy who very recently passed away. I have fond memories of him teasing Aunt Gloria. He was both a brother and father to my dad.
My dad's brother, Uncle Little Bud, passed away about the same time Glenda did. He had a lot of children he left behind, including two small children-who are not so small anymore. I miss him and his ornery sense of humor.
Nippy was my sister's dog that she had as we grew up. She was very sweet, and Togy's best friend in the world.
I don't know much about Grandpa Ezra, other than he died of Leukemia at age 66 and that he married my Grandma Cles when he was in his 30s and she was entirely too young. But, to his credit, things were not only different back then, but I'm talking about the deep Ozark Mountains, as well. He was a handsome man and was reportedly very strong.
|Uncle Little Bud|
Togy was my very best friend, after Jim, in my whole life. No matter what was going on, Togy was there for me. He even got depressed when I did, whether he saw me or not. We were spiritually linked. He still watches over me today. He passed away at age 19, but will stay alive in my heart forever.
I don't have any pictures of Grandma Cles when she was young, only a few pictures of her in the last decade of her life. She fought breast cancer and recovered, despite going to a butcher of a "doctor," only to pass away from lung cancer.
My Great Aunts
I can't ever remember which of my Great Aunts are which, so I won't include any names. I never knew them well.
As this year comes to a close, I am mindful of all the people I have lost. At the beginning of the year I want to take a look at new beginnings, but now, at the close of 2014, I wanted to whisper good-byes.