RIP, Mike
Some days you feel just a little bit more mortal, a little bit unsure, and tad closer to the grave than the day before. Today I lost a childhood friend who was 61 years old, a fellow artist and one to two people I every created a painting with. It is with sadness I say goodbye to Mike. Just recently we became reacquainted of Facebook and we would occasionally chat and like each other posts, but you figure you have plenty of time to talk later, but we didn't, he died of congestive heart failure and I will miss him, RIP.
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