Ever realize that you were missing an important detail?
My greatuncle (grandma's sister's husband) died this week after ninety-one full and mostly wonderful years.
Mom called me on Sunday to tell me the end was coming soon, and I've heard from her a few times since--when he passed, and as arrangements have been made.
I went looking for his obituary today and realized--I didn't know his first name. Just that "Uncle Bud" was likely not what his parents named him.