I wake up this morning to a text from my brother telling us my Mom has finally passed away from pancreatic cancer. The doctor gave her till the end of the year when they discovered her cancer after a gall bladder surgery. She was 88 years old and will join my father who passed away in Aug.
I then get an email FB message that is Alan Sputhes birthday, I go there to wish him a happy birthday only to find he had passed away in Aug. also. There goes any chance of reproducing his infamous heads, unless we can talk his son into redoing them now that he has taken over the company.