Goodbye Dick

Yesterday's blip was prophetic although it wasn't meant to be.

A storm did pass through sweeping away our good friend Richard. He fought hard 'til the end, always more concerned for other's well being than for his own. He should not have had to fight this battle in the first place, but we don't get to pick and choose.

Nature shed some tears as she performed her act, and left some blue hope among the bitter grayness draped over us all. We'll celebrate the blue, and remember all the goodness and spirit of the guy everybody loved.

Rest in peace.

Spirit Soars

Blue Skies