Friday, November 05, 2004

11/5 Death

Yesterday when I got home from work, a neighbor said that Glenn died the night before. Glenn's bedroom is right below mine in the condo building. The police and the coroner were still there, having had to break into his condo. They were waiting for the funeral home to arrive to remove the body.

Glenn and I weren't friends, but we were "hello, how are you" neighbors. I saw him nearly every morning when I went down to the basement garage. He was usually returning from breakfast as I was leaving for work. Kind and polite to me, as I was to him. I liked him, except for his smoking. When our windows were open, the smoke just drifted into my place. I hated that, and won't miss it.

But I'll miss his neighborliness.

I asked Gene if Glenn had any family and was told there was an estranged brother and that was it. That made me sad. I know when I die there will be a host of people grieving. Not bragging, because I have no idea how many friends would grieve, but I'm speaking of family. I'm so blessed to have tons of relatives who love me as I do them.

So I'm grieving for Glenn. Someone needs to.

5 comments:

Bron said...

that's something that I'm really scared of, dying alone - seeing as I'm planning on not having kids... I think while there's always the internet I'll not be alone...
BRON
x

Jer said...

That's probably a fairly common fear. Maybe you'll marry someone from a big family and they'll love you as their own. Yeah, that's it!

Bron said...

lol - I COME from a big family! I fail....

Jer said...

In the immortal words of James from LA CSz, when you mess up, do so in a grand manner-- I FAILED! THANK YOU!

Bron said...

and the 'spontineity shop' : "we suck and we love to fail"