Thursday, January 15, 2009
I just have to tell you about the death of my dear uncle. Gene was a man of few words but always a man with a smile for you. He and my Aunt Helon would come to my house when I was young to visit with my mother and grandmother. He would sit and wait patiently while they visited. When Helon was ready to go, she would walk in and say "Gene, let's go" and he would say his good byes and take her home.
He was up early every morning to deliver foods to some the grocery stores in our area. One summer my cousin and I went with him on his deliveries. Something that would never get to happen these days. We had so much fun. Riding in the delivery truck which was somewhat a version of the F*d-Ex trucks was sooooo exciting. Riding with the door open and the wind blowing in our face. It might not sound like a great adventure, but, to us it was.
Helon died a couple of years ago after being in the nursing home for over ten years. He too was in the nursing home for awhile before she died. After her death, he would look for her all the time. He missed her so much.
He passed away on Wednesday, January 14th. His birthday. He doesn't have to miss her anymore. They are together again.