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Well it appears I jumped to conclusions, but we'll see at the final end of things.
The girl's, Debbie, that is taking care of everything dad lives not far from me here in Tulsa come to find out. He's an older fellow from Arkansas and with the difference in dialect and the different ways that the family has pronounced and spelled our Christian name over the years; he was looking in the wrong place in the phone book so didn't find me of course.
I truly believe they did try which is a big plus in easing my mind!!!!
These people are somewhat distant kin, cousins, 2nd cousins and the like so we don't really know one another. Most of us haven't seen each other since we were teens.
Anyway we were welcomed warmly and put at ease. There was no viewing the night before and the funeral was a closed casket so I was surprised when I was asked if I wanted to see Jack.
Of course I said yes and they opened the casket.
I did do good this morning, went in with a cool and calm manner and kept it although I had to tell my Barbie to leave things alone as she was saying things under her breath that could've made me mad. She quit and was glad later.
My brother wasn't well the last few weeks of his life, actually the last several months come to find out.
Cancer killed my brother like it has so many other family members. He had battled throat cancer over the last couple of years and was declared cancer free.
Something happened, something wrong. Jack had a severe case of cancer. It was all in his lung's and colon. I don't understand a Dr not catching colon cancer in this day and age as it is one of the most easily cured when caught early enough and I would think that with Jack's history they would have been watching him carefully.
But Jack hated Drs and it was damned near impossible to get him to see one. :grumpy:
My initial fear was that Jack had walked West alone and had lain in his trailer a while before he was found but that wasn't the case at all.
Jack had checked into a hospital and when the kinfolks in Arkansas didn't hear from him for 2-3 days they got worried and started calling hospitals in Texas around the location where he had rented his winter spot.
They found him and the girl who is taking care of things flew down and stayed the week over Christmas with him at the hospital.
She got things taken care of and as settled as possible, left on a Tuesday and Jack walked West on the following Thursday.
Debbie seems really nice and I'm glad that my brother had family around him at least towards the end.
Debbie said that Jack didn't suffer at all and that also brings comfort to me.
Debbie said that all of Jack's possesions had to be sold so that his Last Will and Testament could be done according to their, meaning Jack's and his wife's wishes. His wife is also part of the Will and she walked West last June.
I asked about the knife and Debbie said if she could find it that she would sell it to me for a quarter so as to fill the requirements of the Will.
I also told Debbie about the little .25 Cal Automatic that had the serial numbers filed off and that it needed to be taken care of in a good way.
I blued it for Jack several years ago. When I was putting it back together I discovered that it wasn't working right and then figured out that the sear was missing which made the little pistol fully automatic.
I made a sear for it and made it at least a tad more legal. There's no telling what would've happened if it had been necessary to use it before then!
The ones that I was close to when I was a kid now have my contact info so nothing like this will happen again.
The reason the couldn't look in Jack's possesions for my contact info is that it is all still in Texas. Someone is going down soon to retrieve the truck and trailer along with everything else.
Whatever they get I feel now that they have earned it and now I'm sorry I called them Vultures before, that's what I get for having a quick temper, good thing I get glad as quickly as I get mad ainnit?
The girl's, Debbie, that is taking care of everything dad lives not far from me here in Tulsa come to find out. He's an older fellow from Arkansas and with the difference in dialect and the different ways that the family has pronounced and spelled our Christian name over the years; he was looking in the wrong place in the phone book so didn't find me of course.
I truly believe they did try which is a big plus in easing my mind!!!!
These people are somewhat distant kin, cousins, 2nd cousins and the like so we don't really know one another. Most of us haven't seen each other since we were teens.
Anyway we were welcomed warmly and put at ease. There was no viewing the night before and the funeral was a closed casket so I was surprised when I was asked if I wanted to see Jack.
Of course I said yes and they opened the casket.
I did do good this morning, went in with a cool and calm manner and kept it although I had to tell my Barbie to leave things alone as she was saying things under her breath that could've made me mad. She quit and was glad later.
My brother wasn't well the last few weeks of his life, actually the last several months come to find out.
Cancer killed my brother like it has so many other family members. He had battled throat cancer over the last couple of years and was declared cancer free.
Something happened, something wrong.
Jack had a severe case of cancer. It was all in his lung's and colon. I don't understand a Dr not catching colon cancer in this day and age as it is one of the most easily cured when caught early enough and I would think that with Jack's history they would have been watching him carefully.But Jack hated Drs and it was damned near impossible to get him to see one.
:grumpy: My initial fear was that Jack had walked West alone and had lain in his trailer a while before he was found but that wasn't the case at all.
Jack had checked into a hospital and when the kinfolks in Arkansas didn't hear from him for 2-3 days they got worried and started calling hospitals in Texas around the location where he had rented his winter spot.
They found him and the girl who is taking care of things flew down and stayed the week over Christmas with him at the hospital.
She got things taken care of and as settled as possible, left on a Tuesday and Jack walked West on the following Thursday.
Debbie seems really nice and I'm glad that my brother had family around him at least towards the end.
Debbie said that Jack didn't suffer at all and that also brings comfort to me.
Debbie said that all of Jack's possesions had to be sold so that his Last Will and Testament could be done according to their, meaning Jack's and his wife's wishes. His wife is also part of the Will and she walked West last June.
I asked about the knife and Debbie said if she could find it that she would sell it to me for a quarter so as to fill the requirements of the Will.
I also told Debbie about the little .25 Cal Automatic that had the serial numbers filed off and that it needed to be taken care of in a good way.
I blued it for Jack several years ago. When I was putting it back together I discovered that it wasn't working right and then figured out that the sear was missing which made the little pistol fully automatic.
I made a sear for it and made it at least a tad more legal. There's no telling what would've happened if it had been necessary to use it before then!
The ones that I was close to when I was a kid now have my contact info so nothing like this will happen again.
The reason the couldn't look in Jack's possesions for my contact info is that it is all still in Texas. Someone is going down soon to retrieve the truck and trailer along with everything else.
Whatever they get I feel now that they have earned it and now I'm sorry I called them Vultures before, that's what I get for having a quick temper, good thing I get glad as quickly as I get mad ainnit?
