Sometimes people fade from your life.
You do things with them, share some fun, but then time eases them away, and somehow you never get back together.
I found out last night that a man (E.W.) had passed away. He had an accident, and then complications set in that led to his demise.
I found this out third-, or fourth-hand.
The gentleman in question had a certain amount of fame in a hobby that I enjoy; he was a pretty good storyteller, and a good amateur historian.
Last I heard, he was a teacher. You have to honor him for that.
It's always a sadness to know that someone has passed away.
May his memory be a blessing to his widow and all others who mourn him.