Another of my childhood school chums died this week. Although I hadn't seen him in a few years, I still considered him a friend - I guess in the sense that we had known each other as children, grew up together and had a lot of ancient history together.
We used to hang out at his house and ride bikes around the neighborhood in the summer, and we
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Only the good die young.
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