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People I know, people from my deep past and boyhood, are dropping dead like flies on a cold, cold morning.
I am going to a "viewing" tomorrow night again. That is just after I attended a memorial on Saturday and went to another funeral last week.
This latest one is a guy I grew up with near here. He was a year older than me and was a mess as a kid. But we loved Jack anyway.
His twin brother passed away due to a farm accident two years ago.
Today, like yesterday when I read the news, I feel very, very mortal.
But it never ends. It only accelerates as we age. That is, until the time, should it come, when we outlive everyone we knew. Then we will be all alone, wondering when...
