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Our Aunt Amy died early this morning, aged 99. Her husband of 77 years, Frank, passed away a few months ago. The funeral is Friday. I'm home today, looking after the girls while my mom takes care of things, but I'll be in the office tomorrow.

This morning Claire was talking about "my big sun," which is a large painting or flat sculpture on the side of a building, en route to Aunt Amy's home. She was wondering where it was, and decided we were too far away to see it. We'll have to drive her that way sometimes, just so she can still see it from time to time.

Elizabeth noted that Aunt Amy, who was missing a finger, could not get manicures. After a pause: "And she can't get pedicures any more either because she's died!"

Amy and Frank were old as long as I've known them. I used to sit beside them and my grandpa every Sunday morning, from the ages of 7 to 17. They had a few acres in the country outside of town, and I always enojoyed visiting. I'll miss them both.

While Elizabeth was in school, Claire and I went down to the beach.


Sand is fun. :)

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