Another passing
Wed, May. 2nd, 2007 03:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
scarlettinaReceived a funeral announcement this morning that my uncle, Elias Linker, passed away as a result of lung cancer. He was somewhere around 93 years old.
He was married to my mother's eldest sister, Gladys. He was more often just weirdly dismissive of me than anything else, and occasionally downright mean to my brother, who cut ties with them both years ago. I did, on rare occasion, have a moment of pleasant banter with Eli and remember there being a rare twinkle in his eye that I wish he'd been more generous about sharing with me. Mostly, though, I don't think my brother and I made any kind of real impression on him. I was too mouthy; my brother (the biker with the successful marketing career) was altogether inadequate and inadequately masculine for Eli's taste.
I don't feel much about his passing. I'm not surprised it was lung cancer that got him. If I have any hopes about his death at all, it's that wherever he is, he's got a better idea of who and what he missed.
He was married to my mother's eldest sister, Gladys. He was more often just weirdly dismissive of me than anything else, and occasionally downright mean to my brother, who cut ties with them both years ago. I did, on rare occasion, have a moment of pleasant banter with Eli and remember there being a rare twinkle in his eye that I wish he'd been more generous about sharing with me. Mostly, though, I don't think my brother and I made any kind of real impression on him. I was too mouthy; my brother (the biker with the successful marketing career) was altogether inadequate and inadequately masculine for Eli's taste.
I don't feel much about his passing. I'm not surprised it was lung cancer that got him. If I have any hopes about his death at all, it's that wherever he is, he's got a better idea of who and what he missed.