Dammit Dok

[Adios]

Lost a friend last week. He was a good man. It seems the indiscretions of youth caught up with him.

He died on the operating table when his heart gave up. He was younger than me. He and I had worked together when I had my construction company, he had a painting company. He and I had the honor to restore the Walter Chrysler home and an historic church.

His work ethic was admirable but paled when compared to his loyalty as a friend. He was a quiet man who always chose his words carefully.

He will be missed by many.

You and I it seems, are part of the next generation to face whatever waits behind the curtain after this life is over. I wonder once in a while what it will be. I pray that it isn't boring.

[Captain Utopia]

I'm sorry for your loss, man.  I lost my best friend six years ago.  It sucks.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

Sorry to hear it Hawk. Don't know what to say. Hope all is well.

[Doktor Howl]

Lost a friend last week. He was a good man. It seems the indiscretions of youth caught up with him.

He died on the operating table when his heart gave up. He was younger than me. He and I had worked together when I had my construction company, he had a painting company. He and I had the honor to restore the Walter Chrysler home and an historic church.

His work ethic was admirable but paled when compared to his loyalty as a friend. He was a quiet man who always chose his words carefully.

He will be missed by many.

You and I it seems, are part of the next generation to face whatever waits behind the curtain after this life is over. I wonder once in a while what it will be. I pray that it isn't boring.

If there is a God, I have some questions for him, before he ships me off to whatever horrible fate I merit.  I shall describe these in detail tomorrow, when I have a little more time to write.

Sorry for your loss, though, and I know how you feel.  They're all dying off...I hardly have any warm, personal enemies left.

[Telarus]

Sorry to hear that Hawk.

[Richter]

Good friends, worthwhile enemies, and Slack never arrives or leaves easily. 
Sorry, Hawk.

[Adios]

Lost a friend last week. He was a good man. It seems the indiscretions of youth caught up with him.

He died on the operating table when his heart gave up. He was younger than me. He and I had worked together when I had my construction company, he had a painting company. He and I had the honor to restore the Walter Chrysler home and an historic church.

His work ethic was admirable but paled when compared to his loyalty as a friend. He was a quiet man who always chose his words carefully.

He will be missed by many.

You and I it seems, are part of the next generation to face whatever waits behind the curtain after this life is over. I wonder once in a while what it will be. I pray that it isn't boring.

If there is a God, I have some questions for him, before he ships me off to whatever horrible fate I merit.  I shall describe these in detail tomorrow, when I have a little more time to write.

Sorry for your loss, though, and I know how you feel.  They're all dying off...I hardly have any warm, personal enemies left.

I look forward to seeing those questions.

Thanks to all.