Yesterday morning, I was sitting at my desk when I recieved a phone call that made time stop but also reminded me that our days are numbered and life is short.
My brother-in-law, David passed away unexpectedly. David, as you remember was married to Pam, Mr. Helen's sister who died last June. He was only 56 years old. We don't have many details yet, only that some sort of fall was involved, that he some how got to the hospital and died there. He was making plans to come back to Connecticut because literally all of his family - his only sister and only cousin, as well as most of us - his in-laws, live here. I can only hold on to the belief that he is at peace and reunited with his beloved Pammy, as he called her.
Thank you David for your presence in our lives. Thank you for being such a great uncle to Little Helen... for taking her out for dinner every single time you went to Washington DC on business. For calling her weekly to make sure she was OK. I'm sorry you were alone but I hope you know how much you were loved.