A friend of mine just died. Helicopter crash, no survivors.
Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn.
I was closer to his wife than to him, so I guess I should say a friend of mine just lost her husband. She's a wreck right now. Hasn't eaten for a day, that sort of thing.
Damn.
Some phone calls you just don't want to get. Ugh. Sigh.
Now comes the rounds of telephoning, the staying with her so that she will eat, the organizing some kind of memorial...
Damn.
Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn.
I was closer to his wife than to him, so I guess I should say a friend of mine just lost her husband. She's a wreck right now. Hasn't eaten for a day, that sort of thing.
Damn.
Some phone calls you just don't want to get. Ugh. Sigh.
Now comes the rounds of telephoning, the staying with her so that she will eat, the organizing some kind of memorial...
Damn.
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siiiiiiigh. He loved flying. Had emergency floats on, so even when he flew over water he'd have a landing spot available. The helicopter was found in a lake, upside down, pontoons deployed. Clearly he knew there was trouble and was trying to land it...
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http://www.astna.org/concern/flightforlife1.html
I still cry when I read that. She was an amazing person, doing what she *loved* to do.