I wrote this to my mother a couple months before her death, when we realized the inevitable...it was hard but I'm damned glad I did it ------------------------- A couple weeks ago, I had a long-time racing friend pass away. We were not super-close but we've been racing each other for 30 years (sheesh) so you build up some camaraderie and memories in times like that. I really wish I'd had the chance to tell him that before he passed but his family had decided to keep the whole situation quiet while he was ill, so we didn't know until it was too late. I can't help but think what a wasted opportunity for Kenny to hear the thoughts of his friends (and getting well-deserved stones-butsin') instead of it being plastered on FaceBook afterwards (with mostly the trite "sorry for your loss" comments). I told Thea (and some close friends) that if I was in that situation then they'd better damned well tell everyone and prop me up and make me read (and ...
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