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Tact Free Since 2003


Last night my father-in-law called us. He was drunk and sad and disoriented.

J's uncle died. He actually died three days ago but they found him yesterday. A GI blood clot. Internal bleeding.

He had just turned fifty.

I never met the man. But I have met his children and some of his grandchildren. And it was so sudden.

Horrible. Just horrible.

We are trying to work out some one to watch the dogs so I can drive J to the funeral (he threw out his back yesterday). Otherwise he has to drive.

Damn it.

Just another thing in a long list of shit this week.

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