Lost a dear friend and cousin a few days ago. That darn cancer took her from us too soon. It was a quick moving one. We only learned she had it just after Christmas. Tumors thoughout.
When we were in our first years of marriage we lived in an apartment owned by my grandfather. We lived in the downstairs one and Nitz and Larry (he was my cousin) lived upstairs. We were both pregnant and our girls were born two weeks apart. Many nights (hubby's worked nights) we would sit together and play cards, watch tv etc. When the went days it was more cards, watching and playing Jeopardy against the contestants (didn't do too bad), watching Days of Our Lives as the babies cooed in the playpen.
Once we had a storm to worrry about. Tornado warnings were sent and being the resourceful girls that we were, we set up a card table in the basement, filled the wash tub with soda and the baby bottles. Grabbed bread, lunchment, baby food jars and rode out the storm. Fortunately the tornado missed us. But we really had fun down there.
Nitz always had a smile for everyone and the memories just keep rolling. Rest in Peace Nitz. I know your parents have welcomed you into their arms.