As they say, “when it rains it pours.”
My step-father's father, Bob Wright passed away yesterday. I can’t say it came as a complete shock, but the timing was still surprising. I spent as much of the day as I could with my Step-father on Friday (3/28) while still making it back to my side of town to get my son from daycare – we live about 45 miles away from each other.
The loss of Choya’s mother was the instigation for building the 1932 mint set and the other birthyear sets that we made around 2008 and 2009. The description for the set that I wrote heavily emphasized her and that point as a result, but 1932 is also the birth year for his father so we always knew that set would ultimately pull double-duty and it was another reason to build it up with high-grade coins. In the description I wrote:
“1932 is also the birth year for Choya’s father. Hopefully he'll be with us for several years to come yet.”
I wrote that (I think) in the early months of either 2009, maybe 2010, so right around 9 or 10 years ago (I think the “history” tab only goes back to early 2010 and doesn’t reflect / indicate changes that don’t change the score so it’s hard to tell looking back at it now). Looking at it like that, I guess I mostly got my wish, but, it’s never long enough, and it’s never going to be.
We’ll be getting an obituary written up for him soon and I’ll probably use some or all of that as the basis for updating the description of the 1932 mint set. That’ll be the first time I’ve made any meaningful changes to that set in the last 9-10 years and it’ll probably be one of the last times I update the set for quite a while. That said, I do want to get the coins from my step-father at some point and take new photos to update that part of the set’s presentation. My abilities with the camera have come an extremely long way in the last 10 years and I think I can significantly improve the presentation of that set.
I feel very much aware of the “cycle of life” lately – 6 week old premie babies, the passing of one of the last members of a prior generation, watching my step-father prepare for a funeral and thinking about the a day in the future when we’ll start to see more members of his generation pass and it will be myself and my siblings and cousins making the preparations. I frequently think about and see parallels in my interactions with my son vs my own childhood.