A localized, blood-filled dilation
It is now bitterly ironic to me that I posted this and this recently. They were (and are) sincere, but my mom just called and told me that Steve had an aneurysm yesterday. Steve and Shirley were both good friends of my stepfather (he'd known Steve for at least 30 years) and I've known them for years. An aneurysm is an uniquely horrifying way to go and I wouldn't wish it on anyone, but if anyone I know didn't deserve to go that way it was Steve. One of the loveliest guys I've ever met. And now I'll never see him again.
I want to write more, but as my mom said to me, there are no words. People I care about need to stop dying.
I want to write more, but as my mom said to me, there are no words. People I care about need to stop dying.
She's right, there are none at times like this. I'm sorry to hear about this loss.
Posted by
Aaron Jacklin |
4:15 PM
Thanks, Aaron.
Posted by
Ian |
5:45 PM
My condolences. :-(
Posted by
Hansel Castro |
1:56 PM
Thanks, Hans.
Posted by
Ian |
11:07 PM