Thursday night my parents good friend Bill Thompson died. He was 84. He had found out after Thanksgiving that he had terminal cancer. It's a blessing Bill passed away. Mom had stopped to see Bill and Geraldine a week before he died and she said he looked worse than anyone she had ever seen that was near death. We're happy Bill is now at peace. He was a great guy. He was married to my mom's good friend Geraldine. He was full blooded Native American and he grew up on a ranch near Havre, Montana. He fought in World War II and helped liberate the concentration camp at Nordhausen. He had been married before Geraldine and he had four children and many grandchildren. We use to get together with Geraldine's family (she has two nephews that are my brother and my ages) at Christmas time for many years. I'll miss Bill.
I called my mom after lunch today to see how my nephew Luke was doing-he has RSV but seems to be on the mend now. She told me that she had just gotten a call from her niece Joni that my aunt Harriet (my mom's sister-in-law) had just passed away. This was not unexpected. Harriet was diagnosed with brain and lung cancer in late November. Harriet was my uncle Joey's wife-Joey passed away almost twelve years to the day that Harriet did. Harriet was a great person that rolled with life's hard punches. She made the best of the situation. My mom talked to Harriet Thursday night. Mom had said that she had this feeling that she should call her that night. It's so nice that she did. Harriet took a turn for the worse less than twelve hours later and was pretty much unresponsive after that. Her two daughters were with her when she died. We are really going to miss Harriet. She was such a funny lady and so positive.
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