Right up until the end of the decade, there were four generations of my family still alive. Then, in December 1979, my maternal *grandfather - a product of the Victorian Era - died ... barely three months short of his 98th birthday. In slightly over thirty years' since, the 'Grim Reaper' has wielded his scythe to the extent of wiping out all but one of that *venerable old man's issue ... his youngest daughter, my aunt ... herself, 92 years of age ... and my sole surviving relative of a successive ... now almost extinct ... generation.Once again, an assurance that "time & tide wait for NO man/woman"!!
