It happened around Christmas Day when I was sick.
I learned of it on New Year’s Eve day.
It was a death of an important person in my wife Jenny’s life; and of someone who should have been an important person in Tony’s and in my life as well. The Kaulins boys never met the person. My wife broke off relationships with him.
Jenny was asked to go to the funeral. She didn’t. I told her that she should have, but she said she had no feeling, and that she had to look after me because I was sick. I wish she had gone.
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