This is the second time.
Another person I know has disappeared.
Maybe it's strange that it affects me, butI don't really know.
I didn't know him well. In fact, I really only knew him in passing at work.
But I still feel a loss. I feel as if something was taken away from me. A possibility removed from my life.
I barely knew him, but I'll miss him anyway.

Here's to you, Jim. Here's to the happy times you had. Let that be all that is remembered.






No man is an Island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the Continent, a part of the main; if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friends or of thine own were; any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankind; And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; It tolls for thee.
John Donne, Meditation XVII