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my next door neighbor up and died on me.
we managed a fence build together. he ate all my random food cookings. we became the oddest friends. and he was a crochety effer.! the cashier at the lumber yard asked, "and just how do you two know each other". he said i was his chinese driver.
he got back pain, went to the doc and died four weeks later. he told me within that four week period, to try not to grow old bitter. i think i said something stupid like, "i'm gonna be like you when i'm your age"
he said to learn to let things go. you wont give an eff at the end.
i think he knew he was dying. i didnt see it.
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poof! gone
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