Today, I went to the funeral of one of my work colleagues - a guy I knew casually, for many years. He died after a long illness - more than a decade of fighting cancers that eventually ravished his body beyond all hope of recovery or survival. Over the last decade, the doctors had said it was the end on at least three separate occasions.
Be he was a man of tenacity, great inner strength, and a great love for life. I knew him as an excellent engineer, and a fine person of impeccable integrity. Others who knew him better told me of his sly wit and subtle sense of humor. I wish I had known him better, too.
He was 39 years old, and leaves behind a wife and two young sons - preschool young.
His was a short life, and difficult; but, I suspect, one of love and great fullness.
I think his advice to us would be to love life, and cherish love.
R.I.P. friend. You will be missed by many.
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Sorry to hear.
The Grateful Dead used to play an old tune "Death don't have no Mercy."
Not so far from the truth. Planet graveyard. Chopin knew that as well, tho' his funeral musick a bit mo' ....intense
Thanks, J.
I do need to listen to more Chopin and Scriabin.
Cheers!
JzB
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