Are the Good Time Over?

I lost a friend today.

Sometimes, even at my "young" age of 40, it has been hard this year. I think I have been to the services for several good people, that I would call friends, over the past 12 months. It is hard every time. Today, and later this week, things will not be different, though they will be harder.

I almost want to pontificate about more, but not really in the mood. I am headed out this evening to do some karaoke to remember my buddy; my softball pal, roomie from San Diego OTL; fellow golf player; fellow book fiend; and almost like a Dad. Johnny Cash will be in the house tonight.

Miss you already, Pops.

PeacE