Don’t know if it’s the pollen
or the harvesting or what the hell it is but I spent most of today in a good deal of head pain and dizziness.
Found out today that the last man of my fathers generation died on Thursday. He was 82, the oldest male member of the clan ever.
Stone cold cracker, and a family of stone cold crackers, G-d love them all. I have seen some of them on episodes of COPS, I have bailed more than one of his descendants out of jail, but they are a family and despite all their lack of polish- and indoor plumbing- they love each other and are gentle people. Like my dear od friend and confidant Mlle Jenny says, there are a powerful lot of high toned people who haven’t figured that out.
God speed him to heaven. My dad’s side is like that. They are clannish, don’t use the right fork, and laugh to scorn what their “betters” think of their behavior and beliefs. A dying breed, it seems to me and we will be the poorer for it.
the slow decline. It is sad.
I had that same headache and dizziness yesterday driving home from Fort Wayne. I think it’s all the crap in the air from the harvest. It was dry dry dry dusty dry all the way from there to here. The rain coming tomorrow and the freeze following will hopefully put paid to that.
Mom will be 87 next March. That gives me some hope.
Mom will be pushing 86 come next July…and if she follows the trend on her side of the family tree, she has at least 6-10 more years in her. Based on what I remember of her grandmother (who made it to 92), and her mom, (96, but not in the best of mental health the last 7 years or so) I am betting she beats em both hands down, and hits the century mark.
That generation was not all saints by a long shot. But they were, by an large, forged in a much sterner fashion then “our” generation. I guess a “Great Depression”, a World War, and a couple o three communist incursions will either make ya or break ya. Short a couple of individuals, I miss all of my clan, from that generation (and the one before it)….I wish I had paid more attention to what they were saying…when in a position to listen.