Tales from the Sidewalk, Day 3: Nowhere

I wasn't on the sidewalk today. I didn't even look at the schedule. I was home for most of it, doing housework as I had been trained to do in times of immenent grief. As a kid I found this exasperating, but I know now it is a gift as mindless tasks fill the ever present need to be doing something and put your life in better condition for the coming chaos. 

My uncle died at 3:00. He wasn't exactly a great role model. He worked extremely hard, but he also partied very hard.  He was known for his epic gatherings hosted every Friday the weather allowed. We joked, standing around his cooling body that he has forced us to get together at his place on a Friday one last time. 

He leaves behind a wife, two sons, one daughter, five grandchildren, two great grandchildren, fifteen nieces and nephews, and countless friends.