Memories Through the Grief
unfortunately somewhat of a short post. unfortunate because of lack of contact. Before starting my senior year in high school I had gone to San Francisco to visit my Grandma Mary. Uncle Bruce picked me up at the airport. I hadn ’ t seen him for quite some time and wasn ’ t even certain that it was him. I got in the car with him anyway. I remember spending one day with his wife and son. They had two cats. I remember Joe had used two different methods of discipline one for each cat. I also remember holding him when he was a baby. When Jaime was two or three she received a child sleeping bag from one of the neighbors. Bruce was visiting my mom and I happened to have the sleeping bag in the car. I was having problems rolling it ...