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"She could never be a saint, but she thought she could be a martyr if they killed her quick." --Flannery O' Connor

Monday, September 25, 2006

A Void

A co-worker of mine passed away on Friday night. He was 33 years old.

It all happened so fast. I can hardly believe he's gone. It was only 5-6 weeks ago that he started feeling sick.

He went to the doctor, and they kept him in the hospital. They ran tests, and the next thing I heard, he had started chemo. Advanced lymphoma...

On Monday of last week, they let him go home, and from all accounts that I heard, he was doing well--or at least, the doctors seemed optimistic. But on Wednesday, he was back in the hospital. And on Friday night... he died.

I wouldn't say I was close to him. We joked around and chatted at work every now and then, but that's about it. Still, I'll miss him. And when I get to work later this morning, I'll see the silly little note he scrawled for me one day, and which I taped up in my cubicle: "Proofreaders fight the war on error."

I'll smile, but I'll be a little sad, too.

3 Comments:

  • At 5:25 PM , Blogger Quesse Lómë said...

    Wow...that's really sudden and sad, even though you weren't tight. I hope that your office handles the loss well.

     
  • At 5:59 PM , Blogger grackyfrogg said...

    thanks, quesse. it was quite subdued in the office yesterday. the company has been wonderful. very supportive of its employees, some of whom are certainly having a harder time than others.

     
  • At 5:02 PM , Blogger squawpeak said...

    Sorry to hear about your loss.

     

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