So, let’s see. My Dad had three sons, of whom I am the oldest. I have no children. My youngest brother is childless, and my 2nd brother has a daughter.
My Dad’s only male sibling was disabled and childless as a consequence.
My Dad’s father was the lone male in his family and had two sons (mentioned) and two daughters.
So, as I read it I am at the end of the male line in the family – as in people who will carry on the family name. Well, that kind of sucks, but maybe, just maybe, we outlived our usefulness. Either that or we last vestiges were such noble beings that there was no purpose in perpetuating the clan. Yeah, that must be it.
Seriously though,. It’s an odd feeling to be the last of the Lidster Mohicans. I do know that my father wanted me to have children just to produce somebody to carry on the line. He brought the matter up with some regularity. At the time I was miffed and thought what the hell business is it of his? But I think by now I get his point. Yet unless some lovely female steps forward and offers to carry a male child for me, it’s not going to happen. Hey, now there’s a thought. Winning the lottery is another thought. Both lie in about the same realm of likelihood.
Am I distressed about this end-game? At one level not at all, but at another level it somehow doesn’t seem right. I mean, we Lidsters of this particular branch are a pretty decent lot. None of us has been convicted of a major crime. We’ve never failed an airport security check and have always been able to get passports. We’ve never done time, and we attempt to avoid breaking wind at inopportune times. We have good driving records and use our seatbelts and turn signals and some of us have been known to put the seat down after using the loo. That we are witty and urbane goes without saying, and our assorted wives will attest to the fact we are fine fellows.
But, when my brothers and I finally shuffle off this mortal coil, that’ll be it, folks. Don’t say we didn’t warn you and, as Joni once suggested: “You don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone.” Oh, and thanks for all the fish.