My dad's side of the story... well, it's really not important. Let's just say it's one of those 'when a parent dies and has stuff to leave behind' kind of situations. Yeah, Dad felt like he got ripped off. I don't really know all there is to know, so I can't really say he's wrong. I just know there's a whole lotta stuff around his place that belonged to my grandfather.
What I do know for certain, is that my grandparents' hearts would be broken. I guess it's one of the blessing of having an only child... sorta... I hope I never see the day that my daughter will be not speaking to Mr J's son or daughter. It means a lot to me to have them all together.
Mr J and the kids, Christmas 2007
Today, their feud is over. My Uncle Frank passed away this morning. He had been going down hill for a while. We urged Dad to call him. He had nothing to say. Sad. He lost his brother years ago, and now, he will never again have the chance to get him back.