Yesterday I lerned my best friend had passed.

[CanonRay]

We were roomies in college, and met 54 years ago. He was a year younger than I. I had a missed call at 6am from his phone, and he was no early bird. When I called back his brother answered so I felt my gut tighten. Sure enough, they found him the evening of the 16h. He had apparently come in his house and lay down on the bed and never got up. The bed was not even mussed. He had a pacemaker but otherwise was in great health, and very conscious of his diet and exercise.

One of the truly nice guys in this world...he is and will be missed. He never married, but was very content with hi life in the town where he grew up. He was always happy.

I stayed at his house last June, and I'm so thankful I got to spend some time with him. You just never know when you are going to lose someone close.


This one hit me hard.