He’s a Oner

I lost a friend last week.  No, it wasn’t a surprise.  The tumors in his brain finally got the upper hand.  The fact that I knew it was coming makes it no easier to accept.    You can see from the title above that I still think of him in the present tense, and I suspect that I always will.  That’s his character. Although I have known him for well over half my life, there are others who can give the particulars of his life, fully lived, far better than I.  There have been times when I’ve not seen him for stretches of time, but when we reengage it’s as if I’ve seen him every day of my life.  In many ways our lives seemed to take...