I was on vacation, marveling at the Alhambra and Mezquita, dawdling over tapas, when I received the email. “I wish there was a better way to share the news …,” it began. And then the incomprehensible: news that a cousin had passed suddenly in a tragic accident. He wanted no announcements, no services, no fuss. But for this tiny memorial to our collaboration and friendship, not even six years old, I am doing my best to honor his wishes.
Scuffalong: Genealogy. 
Sorry for the loss of your dear cousin.
Thank you, Andrea. It still doesn’t seem quite real.
This year, especially, we’re aware of the sadness of losing the young, those who leave before we would consider it their “time”. We can only remember that as long as any of us remember, the line is alive. Mary Harrison
Thank you, Mary. I hope you all are drawing comfort from wonderful memories of your grandson. My cousin was not young, except in spirit, but he is surely gone before his time. Best regards.