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Wow.
Talk about a mixed bag of emotions.

Beloved Evil Stepmother ( she loved for me to call her that..yeah, we were that close.) passed away on April 4'th.
My birthday, just like Gordy's mom passed on his.
I woke up with one of "those " feelings that I have learned to trust and went on about my business cleaning carpets and the house.
The minute my brother called , I just knew.
And my brain just shut down.
A luck would have it , we had all looked at flight information and hotels..and clothes were still in the dry cleaners bags sooooo let the mayhem begin.

Why do people save every thing...and I mean everything ?
The folks saved every single baggage chit, ticket stub and so on from every mother loving trip they took.
Mary had saved his uniform jackets and caps  for Chrissake and he retired in 1976.
Sorting through Daddy's Navy memorabilia was unbelievably difficult for me, it was as if he had just passed away and I felt all those emotions all over again .
I suspect it was much the same for Gordy because he and Daddy were very close.
And my poor step sibs, especially Laura.

Laura was there the entire time with her mother and she is amazing.
Her kindness and generosity go far beyond anything I have ever seen.
She really gives meaning to the term grace.

I have tons of my fathers Navy gear that will go somewhere...and another set of china....thanks Mom.

I am just numb.

To be continued..................


Ciao,
A very tired Aunty Pol