They say tragedy comes in threes. I sure hope that's limited to one set of three. Of course, the preference is that it's limited to zero, but in this case the three has already happened.
Three weeks ago today we lost a good husband, father, friend in Ed Cook.
Three days later it was my dear cousin Jennifer Kolax (Nichols).
Today we're saying goodbye to one of Sharon's oldest and closest friends of nearly 50 years, Diane Lounsbery, who passed away on Saturday. She was 55.
All three died of some form of cancer.
In case I haven't said it enough already, fuck cancer.
This blog exists for no particular reason. It will have no clear direction, nor is anything of substance a guarantee. Take it for what it isn't, or leave it for what it is.
Tuesday, June 12, 2018
And then there were three
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