Wow.  I've never really been around a lot of death, but I don't know what to say.  We've become friends through work - most folks spend more time at work than they do at home, and the people I work with are like a second family to me.  

I mean, I was talking to this guy Friday evening about ten minutes before closing time about what our work load was gonna be for today.  I showed up at 7:30 AM this morning, and the building was still locked up, which is typical for him; he usually shows up 10-15 minutes late.  Then the manager opened up, which should have been clue number 1, the boss never works a weekend.  That's when I first heard the news.

Word has it he cut his hand pretty badly closing a gate leading into the parking lot last night.  Drove himself to the emergency room to get it stitched up, and he had an allergic reaction to some kinda antibiotic or something they gave him, went into cardiac arrest and that was it.  He was in his early 40s and left two kids and a wife behind.

I always thought it was clicheish, to live every day as if it were your last, but damn, I never realized how true that was until death hit that close.  The man upstairs can punch your card anytime he deems fit.  

That is all.

Damn I am sorry.

RIP

Sorry to hear that.  I agree with your sentiments...

Hug your family.

I don't know what to say.  RIP

Wow. You don't think anaphylactic shock could be fatal.. especially at an ER

sorry for your loss.

things like this make you realize that life is really really fragile.

Damn... just goes to show you can die at any time.