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No condolences, please.
Nephew Twiddleton:
--- Quote from: hylierandom, A.D.D. on July 12, 2013, 05:53:37 am ---It's a damn shame he went into rejection, but these things happen.
How close were y'all?
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Second cousin, mother's paternal side. I liked the guy. I'll miss him. Don't know what else I'm supposed to say. Just another kin death at this point. Mom's side is large. Dad's side, is, oddly, small (Mom is from Boston, Dad is an only child from Ireland, only child, due to polio. You're fairly new, so, there it is. Last time I was in Ireland was for Grandma's funeral. 3 days. Airport to Church, Church to bar, bar to other home, binge drinking all the way back to Boston, whilst we were telling gramps to stfu about how he was a bad husband. Because he wasn't. Man should be canonized upon decease). I've seriously dealt with so much death lately, that it's just, well, death. I look at it like I have my first cousins on mom's, mom, dad, stepdad, and grandpa. And, well, dad's nuts.
--- Quote from: M. Nigel Salt on July 12, 2013, 06:00:15 am ---Other than I'm sorry, which I am not supposed to say, I got nothing. Other than maybe that my heart's been trying to kill me for decades, and I refuse to let that fucker win.
But then, my dad was housebound as a kid for the same reason, and a couple years ago the doctors were sure it was gonna get him and he was in the hospital for a bit, but he went FUCK THAT and now he's going on 86 and terrorizing my teenage children with his political views, which are frighteningly like TGRR's.
I am going nowhere with this. Our lives are full of tragedies. It sucks, but we live on. Usually.
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No condolences. We all die.
Like I said. One of three. I'm hoping for one. [Paternal paternal longevity, though I will settle for paternal maternal longevity too, since dad's mom was 90]
Nephew Twiddleton:
Dad's dad, the last grand standing, is in his late 80s, still drinks, still smokes, totally fine, except for a bit of knee arthritis.
Nephew Twiddleton:
And, of course, the bit of geriatric upkeep.
Mesozoic Mister Nigel:
--- Quote from: FRIDAY TIME on July 12, 2013, 06:11:27 am ---
--- Quote from: hylierandom, A.D.D. on July 12, 2013, 05:53:37 am ---It's a damn shame he went into rejection, but these things happen.
How close were y'all?
--- End quote ---
Second cousin, mother's paternal side. I liked the guy. I'll miss him. Don't know what else I'm supposed to say. Just another kin death at this point. Mom's side is large. Dad's side, is, oddly, small (Mom is from Boston, Dad is an only child from Ireland, only child, due to polio. You're fairly new, so, there it is. Last time I was in Ireland was for Grandma's funeral. 3 days. Airport to Church, Church to bar, bar to other home, binge drinking all the way back to Boston, whilst we were telling gramps to stfu about how he was a bad husband. Because he wasn't. Man should be canonized upon decease). I've seriously dealt with so much death lately, that it's just, well, death. I look at it like I have my first cousins on mom's, mom, dad, stepdad, and grandpa. And, well, dad's nuts.
--- Quote from: M. Nigel Salt on July 12, 2013, 06:00:15 am ---Other than I'm sorry, which I am not supposed to say, I got nothing. Other than maybe that my heart's been trying to kill me for decades, and I refuse to let that fucker win.
But then, my dad was housebound as a kid for the same reason, and a couple years ago the doctors were sure it was gonna get him and he was in the hospital for a bit, but he went FUCK THAT and now he's going on 86 and terrorizing my teenage children with his political views, which are frighteningly like TGRR's.
I am going nowhere with this. Our lives are full of tragedies. It sucks, but we live on. Usually.
--- End quote ---
No condolences. We all die.
Like I said. One of three. I'm hoping for one. [Paternal paternal longevity, though I will settle for paternal maternal longevity too, since dad's mom was 90]
--- End quote ---
Yeah, I'll spare you the litany of deaths of my loved ones. But it does happen, and you keep on living, and functioning. And hopefully not using it, too much, as an excuse to get drunk, dramatic, and maudlin, though I admit I did that a time or two.
Nephew Twiddleton:
Heh, though on mom's side, I have shitload of heart and cancer problems, some of which may kill me as soon as 50, or as late as late 80s, since Nana was the last sibling left, despite all odds.
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