You know, I don’t know which is worse. Never really meeting him beyond the day I was born or having a family so dysfunctional that these blogs are a bigger source of comfort to me right now.
I don’t know all the details but he was apparently still in the hospital as a result of the surgery and he died today. Mind you, this is my family rumormill. Who knows what the truth is until I talk to my new aunt and uncle. 😦