Time keeps rolling on

My mom's last uncle-- the last of a set of 11 couples (my grandmother was in a big family)-- died Monday. He was married to one of my maternal grandmother's many sisters. 

I've mentioned him here a couple of times; when his house got robbed (I believe, 3 times), vandalized, and then set on fire by a worthless dirtbag (that's the one dumb enough to get caught). 

Uncle Jay was distantly related to Daniel Boone (not a direct descendant) and looked like an old cowboy. Especially in his hat.

I have to admit, it was time for him to go. He hasn't been doing well for the past year, mentally or physically. I wasn't especially close to him most of my life, but did spend more time with him in the last 5 or so years. I'm not terribly broken up over his death. Still, it is the end of an era. 

Today would have been his 98th birthday. 

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