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    My First Obituary

    by I wrote my first obituary last week. It isn’t very good, but I don’t know how to do better. It was for my wife’s uncle, a nice guy whom I didn’t know very well. I mean, I used to, sort of. He lived with my wife’s grandparents and for the first few years after we moved here, we saw them a lot. At least weekly and sometimes more often. All three of them were fond of our kids and our kids liked them, too. But then Olive died in 2008 and Cam started to go down hill, health wise (Alzheimer’s) and moved into a home not long after. We…