I just got back from the All Souls Procession. I checked messages on the Trolley on the way to the plaza at San Augustine Mercado. I hadn’t checked them since this morning. I got a text from my nephew saying his dad had died last night.
Rest in Peace my Brother. Mom, Dad, Dave, Max, and now you are gone. It is getting a bit lonely here. Only Jim and I left.
I sent my love to you among the flames when they burned the prayers at the alter tonight after the procession.