bend

i've just found out that my friend and colleague david ferrence died suddenly.

 

i'm so sad. david was this quirky old man, who saw himself as quite the lady's man, even though he wasn't. instead, he was kind and intelligent and good conversation. i miss him a lot already. i don't have a lot of people at work who i consider my friends, but david was one of them. i even invited him to my wedding and he came.

 

he was 70 years old. he'd come by my cubical and we'd google stuff together. things like cranberries and the prairies. we'd talk about books, home-improvements and share bits and pieces from our lives. i went to his house for dinner once, back when april and mayelin were still around. the three of us got giggling when we saw in the dining room a bottle of "motion lotion", but never asked him about it. he lived on portsmouth, in a lovely little white house. i point it out to brendan each time we drive past that he now knows without my telling him.

 

ferrence loved smoking with pipes, but had given it up years ago because it's bad for your health. he was a sloppy dresser, but it didn't matter. man, i'm going to miss him. i'll think of him all my life. he might actually be my first friend to die. my first loss of a friend. i hope he knew that i enjoyed his company. i don't feel we're done yet. we there's still so many conversations yet to be had. i wish i could've hugged him and said good-bye. but i guess sometimes we don't get that opportunity. so instead of a period at the end of a sentence, my time with david ends with an ellipsis...