Sadness and memory

I last saw Ville, Susanna and Jarmo’s son, on August 2. I gave him a slider I’d just ordered at Subway as soon as I saw him; he looked like he could use it. He looked a little underslept but otherwise fine. We had a family meal with Jarmo and Susanna and Mike, at Earl’s on Lougheed. We were laughing and talking and almost giddy with being out of the house and SOCIALIZING.

He’s passed away.

He was about the same age as my kids. He was good-looking and kind and musically gifted and smart.

The tainted drugs on our streets are killing people.

I’m meltingly sad for his parents, who must be in a terrible state.

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Born when atmospheric carbon was 316 PPM. Settled on MST country since 1997. Parent, grandparent.

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