REST IN PEACE MY FRIEND

A little after midnight on Tuesday I received news of my friend's death. After two years of suffering from colon cancer he finally passed away and is no longer in pain. Although I expected his death, I was still taking back because I thought I would have one last chance to say goodbye, but unfortunately I did not.

His brother has been a true saint taking care of him first in NYC and then in our hometown. It was in May when I was in NYC that I knew he was going to die and it was in that same place I was informed of his passing. K had been there for him from his first bout with cancer and then for his final battle, taking him on walks through Central Park to getting ice cream. He was there when F was in the hospital and he was there right to the end. K overcome with emotion could not inform his friends and his brother's friends of his death, it was up to our good friend to relay the sad message. Even as I write this I have tears coming to my eyes knowing F will no longer be with us. Knowing he will never bring up my wine debacle in London or my Scotch incident at Christmas and knowing that his young life was full of promise. Good bye my friend, may God bless your soul.