per amica silentia lunae

or, across the ferny brae with the evil voodoo celt

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the shadow of grief
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Long ago, when I started at the Foundation, my mentor and boss was a guy named Dave. He was the first manager I had who I really respected and looked up to. He was a wonderful boss and a great friend- intelligent and wise, funny, charming, well-read, a cynical atheist who also had one of the most generous and gentle souls it’s ever been my fortune to encounter. We had some of the best conversations ever.

He died of malignant melanoma back in 1992. His name came up in conversation at work today- my current boss is one of the few here other than me who worked with him. It still hurts.

Cancer sucks. Damn it to hell.

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I'm sorry for the loss however belatedly. Cancer does suck. I have lost far to many close relatives to it already including someone who was very close to me and a good number of those I still have, have had very close calls with it. I hope there is a cure some day soon.

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