As Posted to Facebook.

Jim Berladyn upon my Father's Death
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Upon my father’s death my brother Jim sneered the rest of my dad’s brothers were going to drop like flies. You watch he chuckled. I witnessed that comment. Then I remember watching him try and impress his success to them. I remember the last uncle I have alive feeling nervous about who was next. I told him not to worry, that he’d be last. I was correct.
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At my father’s death, I witnessed my brother Jim Berladyn tell my brother Mike Berladyn that they have to get to the shop before one of my Uncles screws them and keeps my Fathers belongs. Jim stated they were going to go together to ensure that it was “fair”. I was left thinking, well if it’s to be fair, why am I not going? Upon talking to the Uncle in question, they shook him down. He told me they made him feel like complete crap. He said it was disgusting as they looted through the shop looking for belongings that were not there.
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I found all of that behaviour strange as this particular Uncle was in the hospital with my father more than I was. At least it seemed that way, and I went every morning and every night until the end. I rarely seen my brothers, I don't even recall seeing them until the last night. Even more upsetting is the fact that is the same Uncle who helped keep this house going when we were children. The same Uncle who kept my father going in his final years. I stated my father had it hard and he did.
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In fact, I remembered all the bad words and laughter towards my father from my brothers. I remember one brother being so upset that my father would stop by his place when he wasn’t home. He was so thankful that he had gates so my father could not have access to his property. I phoned this brother and I told him these exact words: “That is your father, he wiped your ass, you make sure you go see him in the hospital”. The intent was clear, I strongly felt he would not go and regret that inaction.
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That made me a bad guy, maybe you think so too? I don’t know.