With life comes death

A posting mainly for family and of no way artsy at all:

This morning I was greeted with information that my sister’s husband died of a heart attack. He was the original Dave in our family and I had known him for much of my life. He was a very good cook and always so generous with massive food outpourings for family gatherings. He was always there to help his children in anyway he could.  Even as my sister and he grew apart, he helped her with coping with the death of our parents. You could always rely on him to lend a hand.

My love goes out to my sister and her grown children.

There will be a family gathering at some point but no funeral. Family is welcome to contact me for more information.

Thanks,

Gale