This week, we're going through Mon's succession and on Wednesday we got news that a very dear friend of mine had died. A close friend, the shot with us and would come over occasionally just to hang out in the club house. He loved Belle's red beans and her dumplings. When she cooked those, he got an invite and he would come eat lunch with us.
His sons report that he went to bed on Tuesday night and failed to wake up on Wednesday. Just like that. Gone.
He led a full life. He was a mechanic, a tinkerer and an entrepreneur. He left a thriving business in his sons hands, and by all accounts, it's doing fine. He started to back-out of the business a couple of years ago and the kids were doing well with it.
In his early days he worked a stint in Antarctica as a maintenance guy. He had photo evidence that he once peed on a penguin. The penguin was curious and wandered in too close. He commented that may be the only penguin that had ever felt warm water.
We're going to miss him.
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