Okay, I'm just going to place this here since some folks have asked and, well, I have friends here that aren't on Facebook.
Last Friday, the 23rd of July, a dear friend of mine (and essentially my wife's dad by proxy) was killed in a motorcycle accident. I've been wandering about in a haze of pain and denial, but she has been absolutely devastated. While attempting to claw through her grief, she has also been working her ass off to keep his business running, as his widow simply can't. I have been working with my wife to help her and to create a memorial him.
Yesterday was the celebration of life for my friend. His widow was holding on with all that she had, as was my wife. When the Senior Chief quoted "The Watch" and Taps finally played, pretty much everyone broke down. By the end of the night, though, everyone managed to find at least a moment to smile.
That's a start.
Thank you for your thoughts. God, this is a hard one.
Got back from Rochester. He still has a pulse, and he can still respond to "yes/no" questions, but cannot speak. He is holding on long enough to say farewell to another long time friend who flew in to see him today. Harder for me to watch him go, I think, is to watch his mother standing by his side.
No parent should outlive their child.
Thanks for bearing with me... 2020 was really hard, but this past month has been agonizing.