Life is far too hard, greg is sad, brother dying , sister not caring, me picking up the slack, trying with my arms and heart and love to sooth his troubled soul. It must be painful to be the last of a family as he is. No cousins, aunts or uncles alive , no parents, and such troublesome siblings. Already one brother lost far too soon and now another pending. Sad, sad , very sad for my sweet love. How do we cope? We drive down to the river, drink some beers, skim some stones, and try not to talk about it. Now I will cook potatoes in cream, grill a chop or two over the wood coals and make a peppery arugula salad......and try to forget for a single moment how very sad we are.