My maternal grandfather passed away last Sunday, from cancer. The next night my paternal step-grandfather has a massive stroke and is put on life support. Wednesday, we shut off life support for my step-grandfather, and buried my grandfather. I lost 2 grandfathers in 2 days. I am currently in Kansas City, till this coming Monday. I am surrounded by family, which is good. The extended family I want to shoot and maim and kill, they are being suck jackasses it's not funny. Their true nature's showing, and it's not a pretty sight. I'm so exhausted and burned out and numb I can barely stand. I did get to see an old family friend, he showed us his new-to-him red on black 57 Ford, one that has the "hard" convertible top. Done up pretty slick. He is somewhat of a billet rodder and put some billetish wheels on it. SBF with a C4, and he upgraded to discs up front. It's a very nicely done car. So that was good. So if anyone has had the thought of "where's Fraz?" now you know.