And now, from our Doom and Gloom Department … (well, not entirely) …
We attended a funeral today of the brother of a childhood friend of Elder Daughter – a friendship going so far back that we remember that hers was the first birthday party (5th)that ED was invited to. The brother was only in early fifties – it seems scary that so many people we know have such short lifespans. Stupid to think that way, I know – people are dying at all ages and from various causes all the time.
Anyway, there was an opportunity to catch up with some people we had sort-of lost touch with – one, at least, that I would never have suspected had any connection with the family – and that might well not have had touch restored had it not been for the funeral. Do any of you recall a sad occasion with some happy outcomes?
Regarding the freak accident I told about here, the victim is working hard at getting the sort of mobility which will enable him to be transferred to a hospital able to give the many weeks of exercising and training needed to handle his handicap. His attitude remains amazingly positive. The way he sees it, the hand has been dealt and it is up to him to make the best possible use of the cards.
Here is the front-page report of the accident which appeared after my post:
Note the height of the building from which the glass fell.