my uncle j died on monday night -- he was 80 and had been ill for several years; the end was quiet and expected, his children and grandchildren all with him; he was a very kind man, by turns exasperating and entertaining; he loved to plunge into slightly cranky self-chosen campaigns (we once all got a letter asking us to sign a petition about the length the grass is cut to on h4mpst34d h34th); my abiding image is of him folding his arms determinedly and sitting back in amused triumph; i didn't see him since my aunt s's funeral nearly two years ago, tho i kept meaning to go over
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