Lee Lytton III HS Class of 1961 in Sarita Texas

My Argentine first cousin and godmother, Inesita O’Reilly Kuker, 92 fell and broke her hip a few weeks ago. Her family is waiting for her heart to give out or for her to stop breathing. I am extremely sad as our trip (my Rosemary and my 14 year-old granddaughter Lauren) to Buenos Aires in March will not have Inesita meeting Lauren.

I have been thinking of the losses of my older friends in that last few years. What I miss most about them is that they were from a generation of outgoing and warm people. I miss human warmth in Vancouver of cold rainy winters and  people that I would once compared to the very cold city tap water.

I look forward to my trip to Austin, Texas and to meeting up with the few friends of my generation who are left.

I plant to attend Brother Rommard Barthel’s memorial service in spite of the fact he was never my teacher. We conversed long hours in my multiple stays at St. Joseph Hall, invited by that other beacon of warmth, Brother Edwin Reggio, CSC.

I single out Mike O’Connell (a definite undersclassman from my perspective of being from the HS Class of 1961) as a person who has shown me the warmth I so miss now. He will up the ante on heat this Thursday night at Ruby's

And there is another gentleman who will be in attendance, Lee Lytton III who four years ago hosted us at his Sarita hometown and gave my wife and two granddaughters a taste of real Texas hospitality.