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Saturday, February 2, 2008

Entry for February 02, 2008

Wednesday, January 30, 2008 4:00 A.M. Ruth Virginia (Blair) Wright passed away in Corinth, Mississippi. She was 78 years old. She was one of my aunts.

She was 17 months older than my Mom was. She died just 4 months after Mom died.

I did not get the word of her passing until the morning of Thursday, January 31. The visitation was scheduled for Thursday evening, with interment on Friday morning. The short notice was a problem. At best, it is a 12-hour drive for a young man on a good day from here to Corinth, barely enough time to be able to catch the end of the visitation. I am no longer young enough for 12-hour drives, and my eyes are no longer any good for driving after dark. Another complication was the predicted snowstorm. A flight was considered but ruled out because there was no guarantee that it would not be delayed or canceled due to the weather.

It was unfortunate, but I did not make it to the service or the funeral. Condolences were offered via telephone, and flowers were sent. Still, I feel bad that I was not there.

Goodbye Aunt Ruth. You have no more worries, and you have no more pain.

With love,

“The Brat”,
James A. Zachary Jr.

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