Monday, November 23, 2015

A Quick Note Before I Cry Myself to Sleep

Dear John,
It's past my bedtime, but I had to let you know. I was making one last check of Facebook
and found out that Alan died today.
It's hit me harder than I would have expected. Of course, we've been friends, and close ones, since way back in 1970 when we were sixteen. We dated briefly but stayed friends ever since. I remember the first high school reunion I went to, when you and Alan met each other.
He's been so happy these last years, since he met and married Marj. They adored each other just like we always did. I'm so glad he had that. And I'm so sorry for Marj, because I know what it's like to lose a love like that. 
That's all - I just had to tell you. Please go and be sure Mama knows. She always loved Alan. Be sure she's there to meet him when he arrives. Then go and find a quiet corner, and you and he laugh at all the funny stories about me. He knows some good ones. You'll love it. Give him a hug for me.
Be there when I can,

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