We got a call from a neighbor this morning with the sad news that our friend Mike had passed away.
Don and I went over to assist with the details: coordinating with the sheriff and coroner to take him away, helping arrange for cremation and a memorial, and of course comforting the widow, Judy. Other neighbors also helped, along with Mike and Judy's children.
Mike's passing wasn't unexpected. He'd been ill for some time, and it was hard to watch this jovial Marine suffer. At least his passing was peaceful -- literally in his sleep.
It's hard to believe I'll never answer the phone to hear his hearty and cheerful voice saying, "How'ya doing, young lady?"
Mike and Judy were literally born on the same day, and literally born in adjacent hospital rooms. They'd been married well over 50 years and were utterly devoted to each other.
A prayer for Judy's comfort would be appreciated.
Rest in peace, Mike.