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Funeral home tonight. My friend, who I told you about, passed away the morning of the 26th.
Never was there a kinder man: a good father, a smiley guy, a funny guy, a talented guy.
I was thinking about him as I drove to my parents on Sunday, and the song Tusk (Fleetwood Mac) came on. Something about that song, the drums perhaps, reminded me of the old days and he and my ex in the band and the fun (I've known his wife since we were kids, and her mom was even my supervisor one summer at my strawberry-picking job) times, watching their girls grow up, and I was so very sad.
So sad, this world sometimes.
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A word to the wise ain't necessary - it's the stupid ones who need the advice.
--Bill Cosby
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