Goodbye

While in Edmonton, I had an awful dream that Glen had a heart attack and passed away. I shared my dream with Todd and the kids and thought no more of it. Exactly a week after that, the unthinkable happened and we lost our brother and uncle. Todd headed to the farm early on Tuesday, November 21 to haul grain. Oddly, Glen wasn't up and about. Todd checked on him, fearing the worst, and sure enough, he was gone. We were, of course, all shocked. The grief continues to comes in waves, and most likely will for some time to come. There is a family viewing this Sunday and Monday, the 27th is his funeral. Good bye Glen. Good bye Uncle G. We will miss you.