The last of my father's generation, his twin brother George, passed away today. Going through my box for downsizing I found a receipt where the person who wrote the receipt got the wrong brother.
One of my first memories of my uncle, he was pretending to be my dad. Good memories.
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| The twins. Pretty sure it is my dad to the left and behind and Uncle George on the right. |
The day ended on a good note. My happy things for today:
- As Baroness of Stonemarche it is a wonderful thing to be able to see members of the Barony receive accolades from the Kingdom. Normally people would meet in large numbers to witness these. In a pandemic, our anachronistic medieval rituals have been moved to the world of Zoom meetings. A month or so ago Baron Keziah and I started going to people's homes-if it can be arranged-and wishing them a hearty Vivat (long life) from outside a window. It may seem creepy, but we do get permission from a household member before doing this. Tonight we drove north and cheered on a person who has done great service. We got to have a short visit outside in the cold to wish the family well. They gave us things they made for us. Such wonderful people we have in our Barony!
- Driving north, the skies cleared and stars shone.
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| Just a little before we left, the sun set. |
- Driving home, singing with Keziah.
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Currently listening to: Goodbye, Things, by Fumio Sasaki.
Wear a mask.
Love the pick of your dad and his brother. They seem to have a bit of mischief in them
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