There once was a man who lived to be 90. I have no memories of him to share, and I don’t have any stories of him to call my own. But from the stories I’ve heard, and from the smiles on the faces of those telling those stories, he was a great man, worthy of a story, worthy of a smile.
I never knew him and I found out today that I never will, but I’m sad that he’s gone just the same. I can only imagine what it must be like for those who did know him and love him. It’s a testament to this particular man’s greatness that I envy those in mourning for the love they felt and the man they knew.
Benchly'sword 
thanks benchly. you would have loved him and he would have loved you. i hope your holidays have been full of love and family.