My cousin Toody
My cousin died on Easter, just like everone else...a very bizarre and eerie thing. Two uncles, and my Grandma died on Easter Sunday. If that is a certain coincidence, then that's fine...if there's a metaphysical thing here, or any kind of spiritual connection to any of this, I am totally open to that too.
Anyway, my cousin had a heart condition, and he died peacefully in his sleep, and right now I miss him. We called him 'Little Toody' after his dad, Big Toody...those were their nicknames.
His name was Arthur...or just Art....He was born in 1947 and I only remember his name as "Little Toody". I wish I had known more about him, because I never really saw him that much as we got older, but when we were kids, he and his brother Mike would come to visit from LA, and they were always a barrel of laughs.
It's really hard to describe how funny he was, you just had to be there...Like his dad...he had a definite Wit!
Just listening to his fun voice...I miss him already..
Cousin Toody's gone...but, like everyone else who's gone, he will live on in my memory.
Anyway, my cousin had a heart condition, and he died peacefully in his sleep, and right now I miss him. We called him 'Little Toody' after his dad, Big Toody...those were their nicknames.
His name was Arthur...or just Art....He was born in 1947 and I only remember his name as "Little Toody". I wish I had known more about him, because I never really saw him that much as we got older, but when we were kids, he and his brother Mike would come to visit from LA, and they were always a barrel of laughs.
It's really hard to describe how funny he was, you just had to be there...Like his dad...he had a definite Wit!
Just listening to his fun voice...I miss him already..
Cousin Toody's gone...but, like everyone else who's gone, he will live on in my memory.
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