Deaths comes in two versions
February 8, 2019
The abrupt death of my husband’s brother, Milt Walli, left both of us and our extended families wet-eyed for much of the week. Milt’s son Michael found him on Wednesday morning, dead on the basement floor, most likely from a misstep and bad fall.
Fielding Michael’s call, Rod went immediately to the South Finn Road family farm where Milt lived alone. He helped Michael through the visit of the coroner, placing Milt in a body bag for an autopsy, and calling his brother, sisters and the rest of his close family.
Such sadness, like a huge dark, dank cloud rolling over us. I was surprised b...
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