September 22, 2011 9:41 PM
Heard this morning that one of the guys I lived with this past summer just died. A local pizza place named a special after him. We live in interesting times.
I didn't know him very well, but I liked him, and that doesn't happen as often as you'd think. He was generous with his stuff and his space and his food. Adored his dog, about whom I've blogged before.
I don't like goodbyes, so I never said it when I moved out, and I'm not going to say it now.
He was a cool housemate and a nice guy, at least to me, and I wish he were still alive, but he's not, and that's too damn bad.
That's all.
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September 24, 2011 at 10:45 AM
What happened? I remember him. Just briefly meeting him, he seemed so sweet. The fact that I'm sad about the death of someone I met once says a lot about the kind of person he was.
September 24, 2011 at 10:47 AM
I'm very sorry to hear of his passing. From my few interactions with him, he seemed like a nice guy. If you would remind me of his name, I would be grateful.
September 26, 2011 at 8:51 AM
@Kristin Boelman We shall hang out sometime soon and talk.
@Sam Ferree Jeff. Apparently he's getting a coupon named after him, not a special. The next time you're back in town (i.e., SOON [HINT HINT NUDGE NUDGE]), we can use it.