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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Hmm, lemme rephrase that: with the Lycoming crank AD, people I care about are now more likely to fly commercial. ;-)