My SIL's father passed unexpectedly the evening of Dec 10

in a Central American country where he had built a retirement home, while his wife, a naturalized American citizen and SIL's mother, was visiting her newborn grand-daughter in CoVid-ridden CA for the first time. Pretty sure she wasn't at all displeased to be locked down there helping out the new mom and dad, but now....they'd been married 48 years.

She was able to fly back to their retirement home yesterday on hastily made arrangements. He will be buried there, not only by choice but also quickly by CoVid protocol necessity, where he was born, and I will attend a virtual funeral today. I feel so very lucky to have met him several times in the 24 years my daughter's been married to her 1st son. He was a generous and stubbornly happy and passionate man who did a fine job raising my daughter's husband in the Bay area. He told stories of hanging with Carlos Santana in his younger years and I have to believe that was true. My heart goes out to so many close relatives and friends separated by so many miles as I check in to his virtual church funeral later this afternoon.