First cousin Butch died yesterday.  Only a year or so older than me.  Had recent operation for colon cancer.  Not sure it he'd started chemo yet.  Sad.  His Mom, my Mom's last remaining sibling, Ethel, had died a month or so ago - was in her 90's.

Yesterday, attended Halloween Potluck at WRSC.  We brought delicious tuna salad from LA Food Co-op.  I helped a little afterward with folding up chairs. Much more work remained to be done - dirty dishes, folding tablecloths, etc., but I had to leave.  I'll help again next time.  I like helping when it's not an obligation but freely done.

Also, on WRSC hike before potluck, one hiker had balance problems and toppled over and was very unsteady on way back.  I and another hiker stayed close to him on the walk back.

Upset last night when spouse partially closed laundry room door which has no heat and in which, several winters back, water pipes froze and burst.  He couldn't understand why I'd be upset over that!

Still trying to figure out what to do with handwritten journals.  There is much good in them but also much blathering and complaining.  How to easily get rid of the dreck and keep the interesting stuff?