50 and gone

[cemeteryconsort]

Today I opened up the paper to the obituaries, which is my habit because of my job and I'm morbid that way. The first obituary, dead center of the page, was my first love. He was just 50. I wouldn't have known him in a million years from the photo, not because he looked bad, but just because 30 years later, he looked nothing like what I remember.

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[northofboston]

Sorry....can be a brutal world.