one more for the dark road
Sep. 24th, 2007 10:57 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jazzfishDuke Shackelford, Pop's younger brother, died in his sleep last night. I think I'm now almost entirely out of relatives of my grandparents' generation; there's Grandmother Taylor, and a great-aunt in Lubbock who I've not seen in close to twenty years.
I didn't know Uncle Duke well. I saw him on the occasions when we went down to north Louisiana to visit my great-grandmother, but those stopped when she died (early high school, I think). He was one of the few relatives to send me any sort of high school graduation gift. I saw him at Gram's funeral in early '98, and twice two years ago for Pop's party and then funeral. He looked a lot like Pop. Talking to him felt like talking to Pop, too: same inflection and north Louisiana drawl, same quiet manner, same dry humor.
This isn't as bad as last year, or the year before. I'd really like to get through next fall without losing any more relatives, though.
I didn't know Uncle Duke well. I saw him on the occasions when we went down to north Louisiana to visit my great-grandmother, but those stopped when she died (early high school, I think). He was one of the few relatives to send me any sort of high school graduation gift. I saw him at Gram's funeral in early '98, and twice two years ago for Pop's party and then funeral. He looked a lot like Pop. Talking to him felt like talking to Pop, too: same inflection and north Louisiana drawl, same quiet manner, same dry humor.
This isn't as bad as last year, or the year before. I'd really like to get through next fall without losing any more relatives, though.
no subject
Date: 2007-09-25 02:56 am (UTC)Dead men naked they shall be one with the man in the moon and the west wind
--Dylan Thomas