Dad's cousin Allen died. Mom emailed me the obituary today. I guess he went into the hospital a week and a half ago and was told he had liver cancer and only a couple months to live. A week and a half later he's dead at 63. I know Dad was close to him and he was a groomsman in Mom and Dad's wedding. He would visit grandma's to see us whenever we were in Park River.
I remember sitting in his dining room the summer after Dad died. He either just got married or was about to. His wife showed us the controversial "bridal" shoes, which were cowboy boots. I remember thinking that wearing cowboy boots under your wedding dress was both strange and cool - I couldn't quite decide which one. Now, 18 years later, I think it's pretty cool.