Last of my grandparents' siblings was buried two days ago. He, a paternal uncle of my dearly beloved, late mother, would have turned 90 during the summer. His father, my great-grandfather, was born in the 1870s (nobody seems to know exactly when anymore) and he was - of which I am very proud - a Red Guard during our civil war in 1918. Several of my great-uncle's half-siblings and one of his siblings, my grandfather's twin brother, died over ninety years ago, in a very different world.