I have a life-long friend who died last night. He had a couple of strokes and had been in a nursing home since mid-October. Last Friday he was taken to the hospital with pneumonia and an infection and it appeared his organs were shutting down. At the hospital, he was put on hospice care and was sedated. On Tuesday evening he was taken back to the nursing home where he died about ten minutes after arriving.
His name is Mickey. He turned 73 in January. He’ll never see 74.
I feel the need to tell some stories about my friendship with Mickey. We did a lot of stuff we weren’t supposed to do as teenagers and I probably won’t write about some of them here. You know… the statute of limitations stuff and all.