My sister called me this afternoon. My Uncle Winston died at 11:30 AM. Just a week before Christmas, his wife, my Aunt Catherine died. They were living in the same room at the nursing home. They had been married for 50 years. As I sit in the Wentz library at Gettysburg Seminary (now United Lutheran Seminary), I remember that he and my aunt dropped me off on campus when I began my theological studies in September 1969. The next time they were in Gettysburg in the late 90s, I was on the faculty.
Rest in Peace!
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