I came home from church to find a telephone message from Marlene
that Gene died Saturday evening. He wheeled in the hallway calling “Babushka”
and died. His last year has been full of horrible misery and so his death is release.
I have so many memories of him that are full of his generosity, wisdom, sharing
his fish and garden with me. Seems like every conversation gave me insight into
what it means to be a good human being.
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