85

My aunt died tonight. She was 85. I was watching the Bears game when we got a phone call. My dad left yesterday night on the bus. He will get there to bury her. I hope he is not shocked. It's happened before one gets to the town, only to find out a family member has just been buried.

My uncle is in the hospital again. He will have his other leg amputated this week. It's almost the end of the year... when these things happen.