My wife's brother-in-law, and my friend, died on June 28, 2018; he was 77 years old. He married my wife's sister more than 50 years ago. They had, and raised, three children who have since gone on to be successful adults with children of their own. He had a successful life as a fireman in Saint Louis County and a family man.
From the first time it happened, whenever we encountered each other after being apart for a while, one would offer his hand to the other as if to shake it, then when the other reached out for it, the one would raise his hand to his brow as if to brush back a wisp of hair, leaving the other empty-handed.
Sometimes he was the one, sometimes the other. It was quite a game that went on for years because we didn't see each other all that often. I'll miss him.
Sometimes he was the one, sometimes the other. It was quite a game that went on for years because we didn't see each other all that often. I'll miss him.
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