Modern Technology VS Old Fashion Communication
I remember back before all this technology when someone passed away, died, there would always be that one person in the family who would get the bad news first and call someone and that someone would call someone else and so on until the whole family knew and the same with the funeral someone would find out and call the rest.
Yesterday I was browsing around on Facebook as I do daily, mostly to see what my groups are doing and see who got engaged, married, had a baby or whatever is happening in their lives. Unfortunately, this is how I learn about most family news and I shouldn't have to because these family members all have my phone numbers and some even my address but the art of calling a person or in their cases texting too is outdated I suppose. I suppose also that I should not be shocked or surprised when I read that a family member has passed away on Facebook but I still am to a certain degree.
I learned last night that my mom's cousin's husband passed away. I know he had been sick for a long time and I know that he had at least one stroke. The last time I spoke to him was on the phone about 8 years ago before we moved to this place and when we were in between places. I had called my mom's other cousin, his sister in law, and he had been staying with her recovering from the stroke. He answered the phone and told me that he had the stroke and we chatted a little bit and he said that the stroke affected his memory so he could not remember some things that well anymore. He also told me that it would be best to call back and leave a message for my mom's cousin in the machine. He said he probably would forget to tell her I called. So, we chatted a little more about family and stuff and I hung up and called back and left the message on the machine. She never called back but it was nice chatting with him since I hadn't talked to him in years. His wife died of cancer many years before. They would usually come to my grandmother's house on Christmas after midnight mass. Then after she got ill they had to stop coming.
They are also my second cousins parents. Their oldest son is only 2 months older then I am and I have a few baby pictures with him and me in a stroller together. Their youngest son is a few years younger and I talked to him when my brother passed away. We exchanged numbers and agreed to get together the next time he came to my city. I was not going to hold my breath waiting for that to happen. Although, he worked in my city for decades I never saw him once since he was a teenager.
But, that is just how it goes sometimes. Some people you see some you don't. Some you hear from occasionally and some you never hear from. Some you have to read posts on Facebook to know what is going on with them. At least what they want to share.
So, I called my uncle last night to give him the news. He asked if someone called me and told me. I told him that the only person who calls and tells me anything is him. He laughed and said that he is not surprised either. He said nobody calls anyone anymore like the good old days. We both agreed to that.
We also agreed that in this case things went in the "right" order for a change. The parents passed away before the children. They did not have to bury any children or grandchildren and that is the way it should be.
Then I told him guess who was going to Disneyland in July. He laughed and said, "Oh another Facebook post?"I said, "Yes indeed. You know it."
Yesterday I was browsing around on Facebook as I do daily, mostly to see what my groups are doing and see who got engaged, married, had a baby or whatever is happening in their lives. Unfortunately, this is how I learn about most family news and I shouldn't have to because these family members all have my phone numbers and some even my address but the art of calling a person or in their cases texting too is outdated I suppose. I suppose also that I should not be shocked or surprised when I read that a family member has passed away on Facebook but I still am to a certain degree.
I learned last night that my mom's cousin's husband passed away. I know he had been sick for a long time and I know that he had at least one stroke. The last time I spoke to him was on the phone about 8 years ago before we moved to this place and when we were in between places. I had called my mom's other cousin, his sister in law, and he had been staying with her recovering from the stroke. He answered the phone and told me that he had the stroke and we chatted a little bit and he said that the stroke affected his memory so he could not remember some things that well anymore. He also told me that it would be best to call back and leave a message for my mom's cousin in the machine. He said he probably would forget to tell her I called. So, we chatted a little more about family and stuff and I hung up and called back and left the message on the machine. She never called back but it was nice chatting with him since I hadn't talked to him in years. His wife died of cancer many years before. They would usually come to my grandmother's house on Christmas after midnight mass. Then after she got ill they had to stop coming.
They are also my second cousins parents. Their oldest son is only 2 months older then I am and I have a few baby pictures with him and me in a stroller together. Their youngest son is a few years younger and I talked to him when my brother passed away. We exchanged numbers and agreed to get together the next time he came to my city. I was not going to hold my breath waiting for that to happen. Although, he worked in my city for decades I never saw him once since he was a teenager.
But, that is just how it goes sometimes. Some people you see some you don't. Some you hear from occasionally and some you never hear from. Some you have to read posts on Facebook to know what is going on with them. At least what they want to share.
So, I called my uncle last night to give him the news. He asked if someone called me and told me. I told him that the only person who calls and tells me anything is him. He laughed and said that he is not surprised either. He said nobody calls anyone anymore like the good old days. We both agreed to that.
We also agreed that in this case things went in the "right" order for a change. The parents passed away before the children. They did not have to bury any children or grandchildren and that is the way it should be.
Then I told him guess who was going to Disneyland in July. He laughed and said, "Oh another Facebook post?"I said, "Yes indeed. You know it."
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