My uncle Jim passed away last week. He'd been sick, but I think death is never "expected." Sadly, I hadn't seen him in nearly a year. My family seldom gets together...in fact, the only thing planned is Christmas Eve. Since we now spend all of our Christmases in Tennessee, I obviously don't see the Comphers much.
Funerals are certainly never fun. I think this one was a bit different for me... Uncle Jim is the first of his generation in my family to pass. In other words, his death makes me realize that I've now transitioned to the age where I will start losing more and more loved ones. Yep, getting older sucks (aren't I so eloquent?).
One good thing from his passing? Well, it would have to be the fact that Jake made his first trip to Ohio and was able to meet nearly every member of his family (on all sides...even his cousin twice removed, Dave, from MN:). All of those first meetings...and me with no pictures!!! I love TN. My life is in TN....but, sometimes, it's difficult being so far away from your "roots."
Before I sign off...a quick "story" about Uncle Jim. If you'd look up "mumbled speech" in the dictionary, I'm quite certain you'd find a picture of Jim Compher:) Sometimes you'd have to listen particularly closely to understand what he was saying. It's funny, in DUI cases part of my standard cross examination of an officer is to point out that some people have naturally mumbled speech (since it is often listed as a sign of impairment). When I ask that question, I can think of Uncle Jim....and smile.
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