Yesterday I picked up my Aunt Judy (she was married to Uncle Dennis who was my Mother's brother, he died a number of years ago) and she and I went to see my Uncle Al. Uncle Al is 7 years older than me and loved the job of rocking babies instead of chopping wood. I was born in September and my Grandmother had twins in November ( My Aunt Karen died a few years ago but Uncle Kenny is still alive and lives in Nebraska. ) So there were three babies to rock, Uncle Al says it was almost a full time job.
So I am the in between kid...in between Al and Kenny. They are the the last surviving members of that family. Uncle Al was diagnosed with Leukemia 6 1/2 years ago, the Doctors bought him a few good years, recently the Doctors reported that the cancer is in his bones so there is nothing medically that can be done for him...enter Hospice to keep him comfortable.
He is in good spirits, taking it one day at a time. His wife Donna is a marvelous caregiver, between her and hospice they hope to keep him at home for the duration of his life. We had a nice visit and talked about many things. We took chicken from KFC for lunch because it is one of Uncle Al's favorite lunches.
I also took him an old picture. He looked at it and said "Is that me and you?" Pretty sure it is! The photo was taken at my Grandparents home and everyone else was way older than him.
Uncle Al and me June of 1952.
Aunt Judy and I had a good visit there and back, she has a really good sense of humor, so it was a giggly girls trip!
It snowed on and off most of yesterday.
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