The Circle of Life

Last night was kind of crazy. At about 8:30, Adam got a call from his dad saying that Grandpa Hunter had passed away. We knew it was coming. He was 87, had been extremely ill since March and for the past three weeks was hardly coherent at all. He kept asking Hutch if he cashed the blood bonds and if he got the red wine. We knew it wouldn't be long so we were kind of prepared.

Later that evening we got a call from Adam's sister Andrea to tell us that she had had her baby at 11:03. I felt it was rather poetic that the day Pouly died, Carter was born. It just shows that everything falls to the circle of life. Andrea was understandably sad, but it made her happy to think that Carter got to spend an hour or two with grandpa before he came.

John Poulson Hunter will be greatly missed.