Oh, man.

My cousin, a single dad of two teenagers, because their mom has had serious addiction issues, let them fly to Kansas this year to be with her.  (Longtimers: this is the family who spent their first mom-less christmas with us, and I did all the shopping…) Anyway, last night, he was killed, driving drunk, at 3 am. 

His kids are in Kansas. Their guardian is their aunt (another cousin) who lives in Florida. My parents are the next-of-kin up here — they are the only relatives that live in Maine.  He was (was! fuck!) a really quiet guy, who, when Ingrid was born, drove two hours up in the first week we were home, and just held her for hours.

Anyway. It’s the holidays, and most people are holding their families tight anyway, but also, don’t fucking drink and drive. My cousins are now orphans to alcoholism. Call a fucking cab.

(Aside: my sister made it home safely, half an hour early, after being able to jump the lines because they’d rebooked her in the only available seats, which happened to br first class. Bulkhead.  Just had to end on a less dour note.)

7 thoughts on “Oh, man.

  1. There aren’t words…I’m so sorry your family is going through this. I’m amazed that people still drink and drive…ever. Postive thoughts going out your way.

  2. just wanted to let you know that I haven’t stopped thinking about you and your family. .
    Still can’t wrap my mind around it all
    Wish I could be there with you when your sister leaves – take care Gretch.
    Hold Ingrid tight –

  3. you’ve been on my mind all day, even berfore i read this. you are so lucky for the family that you have there and i am so sorry for those that are missed.

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