He was taken from us too soon, but it was still a privilege to know him.
And Elizabeth.
And Sue.
And Derry.
And Michael.
And Glenda.
And David.
And Bareld.
I don’t mourn for the aged dead, who went when they were ready.
Today is a day for fasting from social media and contemplation of mortality. But only for a bit; I still haven’t completely mucked out the kitchen from Thanksgiving and I’ve got a piano lesson today at one. I’ve other chores as well.
