And now worrisome news from my family. One of my aunts (that is, mother's college friends) had a stroke last week. Afterward she was able to understand a moderately complicated sentence without difficultly. (My mother broke the news of my sister's pregnancy in a convoluted sentence, and it came across just fine.)
She had another this past week, though, which apparently is thought to possibly be a side effect of a shingles infection. So she's likely to be in hospital another two weeks and it's not clear yet just how much damage might have happened.
There's obviously no direct health risk to me, or my blood relations, from this. But this aunt is about the same age as my mother and it underscores one of those things that keeps me awake nights. This coming ten years is likely to see more and more important deaths in my family than any since 1993, when my last grandparent died.
Trivia: The 1966 contract between the International Longshoreman's Association and the New York Shipping Association provided for a royalty on every container passing through the Port of New York, to be used to guarantee qualified longshoreman a guaranteed annual income equivalent to 1600 hours of work, but also that the average size of cargo crews would drop to 17 men. Source: The Box: How the Shipping Container made the World Smaller and the World Economy Bigger, Marc Levinson.
Currently Reading: Mathematics Without Apologies: Portrait of a Problematic Vocation, Michael Harris.