Little did I know

Last night as I struggled to finally write the blog post about the last one standing, I had no idea that this morning the torch of the most senior generation of the direct descendants of Roscoe and Thelma would be passed on to me, my siblings and my two cousins.

I did know Uncle Leo was not in good shape. I suspected he would not be here to bid summer farewell and welcome autumn.

This morning, around 0930, Uncle Leo Eugene Birdsell went to join his parents, his brother and his sister and all the ancestors.

Rest in peace. I'm going to miss you.