The sad news arrived here Sunday evening that Mama DiDi's wonderful Uncle Doc passed away. He was 87 years old. We had just talked to him on Thanksgiving Day and he was recovering from pneumonia. He sounded weak but said he felt better. He suffered from Parkinson's as well as old injuries, and he was growing frustrated that he couldn't carry his regular workload.
The last thing he did was go outside with his wife and put chlorine in their well. He was very proud of accomplishing that chore, which must have been quite a feat, really.
They walked back to the house hand in hand and suddenly his legs folded under him, he said he felt dizzy and he stopped breathing. He died in his wife's arms.
I never met him, but I know what a big part of Mama DiDi's life he was. I know he will be sadly missed by his wife, children, sister and brother. Godspeed, Uncle Doc.
(I just learned his name was Eugene Lyle. His mother called him Lyle and everyone else called him Doc -- if they knew what was good for them.)
1 comment:
He sounds like a wonderful person. So sorry to hear that he is gone.
Your story was beautiful.
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