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I got heard from my parents that an old friend, the boy I went to high school prom with, has died.
I haven't seen an official announcement yet but those of you who know me in Toronto will probably know who I mean. We hadn't spoken in a few months, but one always assumes there’s going to be another chance to catch up, even though his health had never been good for as long as I'd known him. He'd had a liver transplant at twenty.
None of this has quite sunk in yet, except the feeling that a door has closed on an earlier part of my life, and that I should have tried harder to keep it open.
Have sent a short message of condolence to his family, but am waiting for the signal from them before I post anything on Facebook -- they're very private people, in their way, and his father's Facebook posts had given no hint of any worry, though Mom said he'd gone home for Christmas and stayed on there,between visits to the local hospital.
I haven't seen an official announcement yet but those of you who know me in Toronto will probably know who I mean. We hadn't spoken in a few months, but one always assumes there’s going to be another chance to catch up, even though his health had never been good for as long as I'd known him. He'd had a liver transplant at twenty.
None of this has quite sunk in yet, except the feeling that a door has closed on an earlier part of my life, and that I should have tried harder to keep it open.
Have sent a short message of condolence to his family, but am waiting for the signal from them before I post anything on Facebook -- they're very private people, in their way, and his father's Facebook posts had given no hint of any worry, though Mom said he'd gone home for Christmas and stayed on there,between visits to the local hospital.
