My Dad's Uncle died last Sunday. I didn't know him very well, but I used to see him at the yearly family reunions. My Dad has been gone for almost 20 years--so hard to believe. I have two Great Aunts left. That generation is almost gone. My Dad had one sister and she died several years ago. I can be a very outgoing, friendly person. I don't have a hard time making conversation--most of the time. Somehow, I was always backward when we were around the extended family. I always went to the reunions, but I sat and visited with the people I knew well and never got to know the ones that I didn't see regularly. I've always been interested in genealogy so I have made an effort the last few years to get to know more of the family. Plus, somehow I feel like I am "representing" my Grandparents. My brother lives away and my Aunt's three boys never come around, so I go to as many family events as possible to stand up for George and Lucy. I put flowers on their graves. I tell my kids about them. I don't want them forgotten.