On Wednesday, I drove to Warrenton Ga (really an even smaller town called Camak)
This is where my older brother Jim had lived for the last 27 yrs with the Sprinkle family on their farm/homestead.
He died about 10 days ago, but wasn't found for 5 days, lying (rotting) in the heat.
I had to sign the authorization for his Cremation
My brother Jim in 2016
My brother Jim now, sitting on my dining room table
Before I left, I let Ms Kitzi spread some of "Popa's" Ashes
Now, the process has begun by which I will become the administrator, get what funds he had, pay any claims that are against the estate (like my travel expenses, cremation fees, and back rent my brother owed), then distribute the remainder between the five living heirs, myself included.
This is a difficult time for me, because I am alone, I have no romantic/physical relationships, no family closeby to hug me or grieve with.
Yesterday morning I had a previously scheduled video appointment of all people, with my VA Psychologist, which I did on the porch of the house there in Warrenton
(Video from before dawn yesterday)
My Psych was happy that I could at least share with him, cry a little. The family there were happy to hug me.
And they did.
by
Jerry E Smith
©07/12/2024
All images are original
