Jaci Dawn

Four years ago I started this blog.

That’s it, nothing else. At least nothing else on that subject.

Yesterday I learned that my 19 year old cousin died. Kersten was my first cousin once removed (the child of my first cousin). I don’t know the details, only that 19 is far too young to die. Just two years ago we were shocked by the news that my husband’s nephew, then 19, died. Don’s family lives much closer than my extended family and we were able to make it to the funeral. I won’t make it to Kersten’s funeral which is in Wisconsin. But my heart will be there with my cousin, Tori, and her remaining children.

On the heels of that news came a little package in the mail: a photograph of my great-great grandfather William Orson Wilcox. It is a stunning photo in the sense of family resemblance. I see my great grandfather’s face in the photo and my father’s face. I see my face.

And that is it for tonight.

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