Life is For the Living...Remember That

I was riding home yesterday and was thinking about our new President when it dawned on me. Holy crap!

The President of the United States of America is younger than me!

It is now my generation at the helm.

What got me to thinking about all this and generations was that I lost one of the few family survivors of the Bob Hope, WWII generation on Friday. It was my dear aunt Clarice. She was a sweet, kind woman around 90 years of age that had spent the last 10 years in a nursing home. 

She had to have the patience of Job to put up with my uncle Fab who died many years earlier.

She loved dogs. Gigi and I visited her once with our dog Galaxy. She would recognize me and say, “Wreggie Jr. it’s you! Look, what a beautiful dog, how did you get her in here?”

The funeral was Sunday afternoon and it was a graveside affair. I felt sort of like a character in the Sopranos standing around all dressed up among the old tombstones. I stood by the big HUNNICUTT stone.

I hear there is room here for two more graves here…seriously they overbought space here in the 1940’s.

A Russian woman sang hymns. I asked my brother in law later if he recognized the accent and he thought she was Italian because he spotted a faint mustache in the bright fall light. I swear she was Russian.

The funeral was over at 2:38 PM so I set the GPS to get me back ASAP. There was a Carolina/Oakland game at set for a 4:05 PM kickoff. Life is for the living you know. 


Unknown said...

RIP Clarice.

Jay said...

I'm still younger than the President. I was thinking about that the other day. But, it is getting pretty close.

RIP Clarice.

Ken said...

Scary thought....our generation running the show!

Anonymous said...

Wreggie- tender moments there and then the toast of l'chiam- " To Life".
What shivers my bones is scrolling down the drop down menu on a web site and the fear that comes over me when I think it won't go back far enough!
Know what I mean?

I like the new features on your blog.
Glad I can make comments again.

Ali said...

How it is possible that you managed to pay that sweet tribute to your aunt, but still make it upbeat (with the 'stache talk) is beyond me.

Only you could make that work :)

terri said...

I'm sorry for your loss.

And so glad you still know what's important in life.