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Dear Mr. Sam Soucy,
I’m sure of all the people to cry for you, you would have never expected me to be one as well. We’ve known each other for a short time - around two and a half years, yet you were always one of my favorite people. I loved your dry sense of humor and sarcasm. You had a voice of experience that I respected; and I loved that you always asked me to help you on the computer. Even if I was extremely busy, I always tried to help you as best I could - because you weren’t someone who worse a false mask. You were who you were, and people could love it, or hate it.
The best thing was that we had our own “thing.” Every morning we tried to say “Good Morning” to each other at least three times before noon. I loved that so much, because no one really takes the time to do that. Even if everyone looked at us funny, we smiled at each other and understood.
Yesterday you were excited to tell me that the little trick I discovered worked, and I was glad but not feeling all that great so I couldn’t celebrate that small victory. Also, we didn’t get our full good mornings, only getting to two. At least we got a “Good Afternoon” in before you left.
Today… I found out that you died. I was told that this morning, your wife found you dead in bed.
Though I’m glad it seems you passed away in your sleep - it breaks my heart to know that we’ll never say good morning again. We’ll never sit down to eat lunch together, and chat about politics and corporate idiots. We’ll never get to figure out that damn Outlook Email system together, or walk through how to attach files to outgoing messages.
I’m sorry I didn’t spend more time with you yesterday. I’m sorry we couldn’t finish our three greetings. I’m sorry we never got to finish talking about how life was back then, and how to live the best we can now. I’m sorry that I can’t think of more things to be sorry about right now - but I’m sure they’re there.
I hope that you really did pass peacefully, and I hope that your body can rest now.
You were a great man, and I feel truly honored to have had you as one of my coworkers.
May you rest in peace, and for the last time...
Good Morning, Sam.
Good Morning, Sam.
Good Morning, Sam.
I’m sure of all the people to cry for you, you would have never expected me to be one as well. We’ve known each other for a short time - around two and a half years, yet you were always one of my favorite people. I loved your dry sense of humor and sarcasm. You had a voice of experience that I respected; and I loved that you always asked me to help you on the computer. Even if I was extremely busy, I always tried to help you as best I could - because you weren’t someone who worse a false mask. You were who you were, and people could love it, or hate it.
The best thing was that we had our own “thing.” Every morning we tried to say “Good Morning” to each other at least three times before noon. I loved that so much, because no one really takes the time to do that. Even if everyone looked at us funny, we smiled at each other and understood.
Yesterday you were excited to tell me that the little trick I discovered worked, and I was glad but not feeling all that great so I couldn’t celebrate that small victory. Also, we didn’t get our full good mornings, only getting to two. At least we got a “Good Afternoon” in before you left.
Today… I found out that you died. I was told that this morning, your wife found you dead in bed.
Though I’m glad it seems you passed away in your sleep - it breaks my heart to know that we’ll never say good morning again. We’ll never sit down to eat lunch together, and chat about politics and corporate idiots. We’ll never get to figure out that damn Outlook Email system together, or walk through how to attach files to outgoing messages.
I’m sorry I didn’t spend more time with you yesterday. I’m sorry we couldn’t finish our three greetings. I’m sorry we never got to finish talking about how life was back then, and how to live the best we can now. I’m sorry that I can’t think of more things to be sorry about right now - but I’m sure they’re there.
I hope that you really did pass peacefully, and I hope that your body can rest now.
You were a great man, and I feel truly honored to have had you as one of my coworkers.
May you rest in peace, and for the last time...
Good Morning, Sam.
Good Morning, Sam.
Good Morning, Sam.