I received word the other day that my friend Dan didn't have much time left, and another call the next day that he had died early in the morning.
I've known this man my whole life. I remember him from when I was only a few years old, coming over and eating cookies and milk. I would call him "cookie monster".
While I was young, living at home, my neighbor lived just a few houses down. When I moved away from home in 2004, we didn't have much to do with each other for about seven years. But when I moved back in 2011 we reconnected as he became my neighbor again. It started with a plea for help with a computer problem (I don't remember what anymore) and I've been his 'computer guy' ever since.
When I reconnected with him as an adult, I had just gotten married and moved into my house. When this photo was taken, I was a family of SIX, still helping with PC problems. Now I'm a family of SEVEN!
I will miss his calls for computer help and listening to his stories. My children will miss me bringing home ice-cream from Dan's freezer!