- partial list of survivors, from the obituary of the late Mrs. Opal Forrest Pike
My grandfather, my mother's father, died before I was born but when she was pregnant with me. My brother, older by three years, would show me photographs of himself being bounced on Pop's lap or sitting on a tractor with Pops, and I would pang with jealousy and run to my mother.
"But he knew I was coming," I'd say pleadingly. And she would smile painfully and say, "Yes, and he was so excited about you."