I don't know where else to put this. My neighbor lady just came to tell me another neighbor passed away this morning. These are the folks I would hang out with around the fire. This guy was a Vietnam veteran, and a music aficionado. We once talked for hours about different musicians. He really liked me...told me I was the first woman he's flirted with in years (he would say funny things to me, but all in good humor.) I liked him a lot...not in a romantic way. I considered him a friend. One of the few people I really knew around here.
Rest in Peace, Stan. You were loved.
Goddammit I can't lose many more people. I've done little but go to funerals in the last couple years. Shit. His roommate is going to have a very hard time. Shit shit shit.