Hey everybody.

Later today, I'm going to the funeral service of a man who passed away in the early-morning hours of tuesday.

He was 6 weeks shy of his 44th birthday, two months younger than me.

He has a 13-yr old daughter - she's 6-months older than MY daughter.

He smoked 40 cigs a day from about 9 years of age - diagnosed with lung and liver cancer on Halloween last year.... my daughters birthday. One of the reasons I gave up smoking - the other being my daughter.

He was a simple man, but wanted for nothing.

He had the love of his wife and daughter.

He was out with frineds EVERY day of the week - a social life to rival anyone's.

He was generous to a fault, sometimes to his own detriment.





















He suffered from Schizophrenia since he was 13 years old, although had been well for a number of years.

He never once, in the 5 years I knew him, lost his temper, complained, or even raised his voice.

He was my patient.

He was my friend.

I will miss him.

DM

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The selfish, they're all standing in line
Faithing and hoping to buy themselves time
Me, I figure as each breath goes by
I only own my mind