And Then There Were Eight

Bob comes from a family of 10 children. A few years ago, Esther passed away due to a stroke and last weekend we went to Clayton's Memorial service. It is always interesting to see all of the siblings together. Although they are a generation apart - oldest to youngest, they are still family. The older they get, the more they tend to look alike. The girls tend to be closer than the guys. The oldest tends to be the most obnoxious and the youngest the most spoiled. It is fun to hear their memories, although they were really never all together under one roof. Just as with Esther, there will be a gap with Clayton gone. Someone missing. Someone who will always be missing here on earth.......