Yesterday the funeral for my Aunt Marie Wyman was held in Leslie, Michigan.  Sylvia and I were there along with my sister, Clara, and her husband, Rick.

Marie Wyman 1925 – 2013

Marie married one of my mother’s younger brothers.  They had two daughters (Eleanor and Bev) and a son (Jerry).  For years, we’ve exchanged Christmas cards and a letter.  That’s how we kept up with each other.  In 2008, she left the home where she had lived for 62 years.  She moved to Negaunee in Michigan’s upper peninsula where she lived with her younger daughter.

Last month, I found that the cousin that my aunt lived with is on FaceBook.  We became FB “friends.”  At the funeral, when Cousin Jerry said, “Now we are the old folks,” Clara said, “What about Uncle John.”  Cousin Bobby reported that his father (Uncle John) had passed on December 27.  Cousin Jerry is correct.

Aunt Marie was suffering with Alzheimer’s and problems brought on my that.  As one daughter observed, “She had suffered enough.”  At least she lived to see a great great grandson.

And now . . . we are the old folks.