My cousin died last Sunday, January 6.
He was my second oldest cousin.
My memories of him are few.
He never lived close to us, so I didn’t really get to know him very well.
I always knew him as "Billy" because Uncle Bill was "Bill".
We visited at Aunt Vera and Uncle Bill’s in California when I was 9. Billy had a little sports car that we got to ride in. (an MG?) I think we rode on the beach!
A few years later I remember helping Mom pack some cookies to send to him. He was serving in VietNam.
Billy and his wife Audrey lived in Colorado. One winter during, or just after, my college years, they graciously hosted me and a friend for a ski trip.
Billy, Audrey, and daughter Candra made the trip from their home in Wisconsin to help celebrate my mom and dad’s 50th wedding anniversary.
Memorial service today.
Audrey, Candra, cousin Ruth--Thinking of you, especially today.