I always thought most my sisters and brothers would be dead by now. I’ll be 60 this year, my oldest sister was murdered by her husband and my oldest brother died from stomach and pancreas cancer after drinking too much.
I’m the youngest of 8 but so now there are 6 of us left, and we are all kicking like we’ll be alive in our 90s.
Oh, sorry about the downer post.
My Brother-in-law and his wife live in Big Bear where they
have a thriving plumbing business. Bryan and I figure that
we will probably join them one day to at least keep a tiny
part of our families together. My BIL’s name is Chris, wife
is Glenda, and they have several children. The kids will be
inheriting the Plumbing business one day, I’m sure.