Stormy Monday
They Call It Stormy Monday
But Tuesday, is just as bad.
Wednesday's worse
And Thursday is awful sad.
- T-Bone Walker
I got an email from my brother this morning.
"I need [person 1]'s number I need to give it to [person 2]. [Person 2's brother] died and [person 2] can not find his number."
I don't see how any day is going to be worse than Monday this week.
The brothers grew up in the same neighborhood as me. The now deceased brother was the oldest and just a year older than me. His younger brother, the one asking for the number, is a year or two younger than me. He was one of my brother's best friends for years. I was casual friends with both of them from junior high through college.
In junior high I was having problems with a group of bullies. It went back and forth. I gave back but was out numbered. At one point, in one of those stupid things kids do, I agreed to meet one of them in a field for a fight. How stupid?!? Well, I knew the kid would be bringing a bunch of friends. I asked the older brother, who was always a really big guy, to come as my back up. Even though we weren't close friends he did.
My brother and I have not heard from either of them for years.
I called my brother with the phone number first thing this morning and to see what happened. The family is trying to keep things quiet. Just contacting close friends. Apparently, my one time friend has been fighting depression for a long time. At some point last week, he committed suicide.
As I said, the are trying to keep it quiet which is one reason I am keeping all the names out of this. Just in case someone that knows them stumbles onto me. I guess they are embarrassed and/or ashamed. There could be any number of other reasons they are trying to keep things quiet but I understand embarrassment to be common among loved ones of people who commit suicide.
I'm not sure what I think and feel at this point. Part of me wants to feel something but I don't. It's not numbness it's just not there and that has me questioning why. I guess because I just don't know the family any more and haven't for a long time. I really haven't talked to or thought about him for a long time. Our lives diverged a long time ago. Not that we weren't friends per se, just that we lived different lives, in different cities, and never crossed paths. Still it is someone I know, that is my age, that has died prematurely.
Rest in Peace, My Friend.
But Tuesday, is just as bad.
Wednesday's worse
And Thursday is awful sad.
- T-Bone Walker
I got an email from my brother this morning.
"I need [person 1]'s number I need to give it to [person 2]. [Person 2's brother] died and [person 2] can not find his number."
I don't see how any day is going to be worse than Monday this week.
The brothers grew up in the same neighborhood as me. The now deceased brother was the oldest and just a year older than me. His younger brother, the one asking for the number, is a year or two younger than me. He was one of my brother's best friends for years. I was casual friends with both of them from junior high through college.
In junior high I was having problems with a group of bullies. It went back and forth. I gave back but was out numbered. At one point, in one of those stupid things kids do, I agreed to meet one of them in a field for a fight. How stupid?!? Well, I knew the kid would be bringing a bunch of friends. I asked the older brother, who was always a really big guy, to come as my back up. Even though we weren't close friends he did.
My brother and I have not heard from either of them for years.
I called my brother with the phone number first thing this morning and to see what happened. The family is trying to keep things quiet. Just contacting close friends. Apparently, my one time friend has been fighting depression for a long time. At some point last week, he committed suicide.
As I said, the are trying to keep it quiet which is one reason I am keeping all the names out of this. Just in case someone that knows them stumbles onto me. I guess they are embarrassed and/or ashamed. There could be any number of other reasons they are trying to keep things quiet but I understand embarrassment to be common among loved ones of people who commit suicide.
I'm not sure what I think and feel at this point. Part of me wants to feel something but I don't. It's not numbness it's just not there and that has me questioning why. I guess because I just don't know the family any more and haven't for a long time. I really haven't talked to or thought about him for a long time. Our lives diverged a long time ago. Not that we weren't friends per se, just that we lived different lives, in different cities, and never crossed paths. Still it is someone I know, that is my age, that has died prematurely.
Rest in Peace, My Friend.
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