when your family stops talking to you
It was clear to me last week when I visited my brother in Minneapolis that he will not be using the Grandstand tickets I bought for him to see Don Henley at the Minnesota State Fair. I started to figure it out when my sister-in-law answered her phone last month. She never answers the phone when I call. It was always my brother, John Burgard, who picked up. I had not talked to her in 30 years. Probably because my brother had cut off all communication 30 years ago for some unknown reason, which is now poised to forever remain a mystery, and his wife followed suit right after she announced it.