My motorcycle-riding Uncle Frank died about an hour ago. [link] [link] I don't think I'd mentioned it here, but he developed pneumonia and was hospitalized about a week ago, congestive heart failure and they moved him to Denver, then they found a mass in his lung and it became clear he wasn't doing more than hospice. I don't think they even got that far.
His kids made it out there, as was another of the cousins.
I'm glad it was quick, but damned it. I wish he'd had one more trip. Even with all the other unrelated medical crises this past year, he seemed bulletproof. I don't want to say anything on fb yet so that my other cousins can hear through more personal channels.
I'm going to miss his dry weird humor. My poor Aunt Sue.