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badstarIt's funny how I mostly can't stand my stepfather, but his friends and family are more like family to me than most of the people I'm realated to. His best friend, Frank, has been like an uncle to me for about as long as I've known him...what...thirteen years now? Gods, no...Fourteen, closer to fifteen.
When I was in high school, Frank moved up to western Massachusetts. He came back to visit a couple of times a year, came back for the funeral when Alex died, came back for my high school graduation. For a couple of years there when I was going to New York and New England frequently, I never went up there without his phone number just in case something happened in my travels that I needed help. He made sure that I knew that if anything ever happened, I could call and he'd do everything he could to help me out.
Frank was the one that put Mike in his place when he was being a jerk, like the time he and Mike (That would be my stepfather mike and my brother Mike) got into a fight shortly before Mike got married to April and the cops had to be called. Later on, Frank tore Mike a new one and Mike eventually admitted that he was wrong.
So my mom was supposed to email me some information this weekend, which she never did. I called her earlier today on my lunchbreak to find out about it and she told me that she was going to...and then they got a call that Frank died. He'd been in a coma for the last month, after having a massive stroke. He was alone in his house until about 8 hours after it happened. By the time they found him and gotten him to the hospital, he was in a vegetative state and had no hope of recovery.(Somehow I was out of the loop. My mom said that she told everyone, somehow she missed me.)
I don't think I'll be able to go to the funeral. They don't even know where they're having it yet and I really can't afford the time off work. Right now I wouldn't be able to afford a train ticket- the only way I could conceievably even think of going was if someone were to come down from PA and get me, but I don't see that happening.
Wow.
When I was in high school, Frank moved up to western Massachusetts. He came back to visit a couple of times a year, came back for the funeral when Alex died, came back for my high school graduation. For a couple of years there when I was going to New York and New England frequently, I never went up there without his phone number just in case something happened in my travels that I needed help. He made sure that I knew that if anything ever happened, I could call and he'd do everything he could to help me out.
Frank was the one that put Mike in his place when he was being a jerk, like the time he and Mike (That would be my stepfather mike and my brother Mike) got into a fight shortly before Mike got married to April and the cops had to be called. Later on, Frank tore Mike a new one and Mike eventually admitted that he was wrong.
So my mom was supposed to email me some information this weekend, which she never did. I called her earlier today on my lunchbreak to find out about it and she told me that she was going to...and then they got a call that Frank died. He'd been in a coma for the last month, after having a massive stroke. He was alone in his house until about 8 hours after it happened. By the time they found him and gotten him to the hospital, he was in a vegetative state and had no hope of recovery.(Somehow I was out of the loop. My mom said that she told everyone, somehow she missed me.)
I don't think I'll be able to go to the funeral. They don't even know where they're having it yet and I really can't afford the time off work. Right now I wouldn't be able to afford a train ticket- the only way I could conceievably even think of going was if someone were to come down from PA and get me, but I don't see that happening.
Wow.
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