I hadn't seen him lately. Come to think of it, I don't think I've spoken to him this year.
I talked to one of his daughters today. Ernie was diagnosed with cancer in January and it ravaged him quickly.
She says that, on the one hand, she's glad that didn't suffer long. On the other hand, he had "so many plans" he never got to realize. I explained to her that I'd lost both my parents, so I had a little window into what she was feeling. I gave her a hug.
Now I'm reflecting on my neighbor. He worked a lifetime, retired, began a new chapter in his life and died before he could enjoy it.
That sucks, Ernie. I wish you'd had the gift of more time.