Clyde

I am correcting dates, adding information, and trying to decide what is too much or too little. As you can see, we..Marge and I, put together the book The Clyde King Story. Marge didn't think we said enough about him that was positive. She was supposed to write more except she passed away and left me hanging. I think my sister Gerry is writing the best about him, and the worst (at least the rest of the family thinks so). LaRae did the sculpture here. Linda also did a full head which is wonderful (I don't have the picture) and this painting of him with a mule. I like this one very much. He has been immortalized for posterity. I am just trying to correct wrong dates, wrong names and maybe add a bit more if the book is redone. I am not doing that. The children will have to decide if it is worth it to redo. Mother's book is also about done. Shall we correct hers? That would be work that I haven't done, but some things could be corrected. Dad's is on computer missing the photos. I can't find the photos. I hope they are somewhere.
Half of my family is now on the other side: Dad, Mother, Marge and LaRae. Three of us still live. I do hope they have figured out how to get along, so when I depart, we can laugh instead of yell. DAD! He may have learned to wander off into the lower country on his mule when he feels like yelling. I miss them all today.
My sister Linda is in San Francisco reading her poem about the insanity of war.
Our family war was quite insane! Do we move toward understanding in another world?