So, my sister called today. She is Gwen's executor of her estate ...
Honestly, there is nothing I desire from Gwen. I loved her - perhaps imperfectly due to my limitations, but it was with all that I had. There is only one I have ever loved more - but sadly that is just lost in history.
I have some few memories remaining/regained of life with her across the past 42 years. I would like just a copy of a picture taken of her when she was 17, typical southwestern Madonna pose. But, I will have to figure out whom will get it and then see if I can talk them into copying it for me ... of course they won't. Sigh.
But, it seems that, unknown to any of us, she had purchased a large area in the town she loved and certainly one or more of us will end up with some part of that. Do I want to live at 10,000 feet. in an old mining town? Hmmmmm ......
There are only three related to her, plus Somer and I. Not that I think either of us should count in this mix.
My sister has complained about living in the mid-west for decades, I wonder if this is her out? What about her husband?
The future suddenly looks interesting .....
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