This afternoon we lost my father's brother. Dennis Hymes Dezendorf was my dad's older brother and he passed away this afternoon. I was named for him. He loved motorcycles more than anyone I knew and he and my Aunt spent many a vacation riding across this great land on his Honda Goldwing. He'll be missed by his children, grandchildren and all the nieces and nephews he left behind.
A couple of hours later and in another wing of the very same hospital that watched over Uncle Dennis, my newest grandson was welcomed into the world. Lucas Matthew Dezendorf came into the world today at 5:45 p.m. He weighed 5 lbs, 14 oz and is a healthy, crying baby with a head full of hair.
So, we mourn on the one hand and celebrate on the other. That's what life is all about.
**UYPDATE Thursday** I got a call from my sister this morning that Uncle Dennis had not passed away yesterday. He's still in ICU, and there's not much hope, but as they said about Mark Twain; reports of his demise are premature. Evidently, in this piddling blog journalism, as in all jounalism, it pays to check your sources. I'm awfully embarrassed about this.