1) Former 49ers coach Bill Walsh. (FYI, I'm not a huge football fan.)
2) Swedish director Ingmar Bergman.
3) Former KTRK-TV news anchor Marvin Zindler.
And I may be missing a few others.
What hit home and really inspired me to write this thread, though, is the fact that one my cats died.
Though I am saddened by this lost, I have trouble shedding a tear. I've seen the lion's share of pets pass on already. What concerns me, though, is the shape that my mother and my grandmother are in over all of this. I mean, it's like you almost can't breathe a particle of dust on either of them without them crying.
My brother & I handled the burial, though I tried to get my brother to let me take the brunt of the effort, due to him being ill with Mono. Here he is, sick and tired, and yet, probably being the brawnier of us two to begin with, he's still trudging on with the digging! :speech: At least I handled the majority of the stone-marking of the grave. Just wish I wasn't so worn out from work last night.
So, yeah, folks, this day has been strange, to say the least.