wake

We drove across the river in the evening. The beautiful sun and fecund hills loved us warm and deep. The trip, good, the reason, ungood. My grandmother's brother died two days ago. We saw the past few decades unrolled before us in graduations and great-grandchildren. Uncle K was a good man, laid-back and accomodating. Dedicated family man, simple wants, refined skills and true to his word. Good in his wake, peace in his future.