five thousand shades of blue

Monday, January 28, 2002

He's gone.

He came down with another bout of pneumonia, and he was too weak to weather it. He looked peacefully at my grandmother, closed his eyes, and his head slumped forward.

I hope wherever he is now, he has his memories back, because then he will remember how much I love him.

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