My Heart Is Heavy & Grieving
I have a friend that I have known since I was 10. He was 42 and he lost his son at the age of 4 in 1964. I was his paperboy and I lost my dad when I was 4 and because I was in a dysfunctional family with an alcoholic mom, he and his wife befriended me.
I would go over to thier house for dinner, we would go to mcdonalds, he taught me how to drive, and when he and his wife separated in 1979 we remained good friends.
In the end of September I tried to call him to wish him a Happy 76th Birthday.
I couldn't reach him & that was unusual.
I called his wife and she said that he collapsed with some type of seizure & lay on the floor for three or four days until he was found.
When he got to the hospital his heart stopped & they restarted it, and he was alive at least with some cognizance of what was going on, but not able to communicate.
He was getting ready for going into a nursing home but took sick Sunday night and went downhill quickly.
The hospital told me he passed away at 12 noon today.
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