Friday, July 23, 2010
I just got e-mail from my cousin Steve telling me that my cousin Ken died very suddenly a few hours ago. It may have been a heart attack; we don't know yet. His wife -- who just lost both of her parents -- found him in the yard. He finished treatment for colon cancer a few years ago, but he'd been doing well, and there were no current serious medical issues that anyone knew of.
Gary and I just saw him at Mom's funeral. He was a talented painter, and we'd talked about his coming up to Reno to paint some Nevada landscapes. He never got to make the trip. Instead, we'll be flying down to his funeral in Phoenix.
Ken's father Jerry, my mother's brother, is abroad and doesn't know yet. Jerry's wife, my Aunt Bobbie, died a few years ago, and now he's lost his sister and a son in quick succession. I can't imagine what the news will do to him.
My sister was especially close to Ken, and she doesn't know yet either. She'll be asleep by now and won't have seen the e-mail. I didn't have the heart to call her tonight and wake her with such wretched news. I'll talk to her tomorrow.
I think he was about Liz's age, which would also make him about Gary's, which terrifies me, even though I know full well that anything can happen anytime to any of us.
Pray for all of us, please, but especially for Carol and Jerry, and for Ken's brothers Steve and Jim.