A co-worker that I am quite fond of died today: complications from surgery to remove stomach cancer which–once they went in, they discovered–had been already successfully zapped by the chemo treatments. Unfortunately, the chemo left his immune system so compromised that he caught pneumonia and a bacterial infection and, after a few weeks of struggle, died. He had been improving last week, so the news is an unhappy surprise.
He was light-hearted, cheerful, incredibly funny, and deep. We worked together for some years and recognized each other as kindred spirits and so we naturally gravitated towards each other and got to know each other a bit. He’d been through a lot of shit in his life and stuck it out and come out the other side with a smile, a self-effacing joke, an encouraging word for all those around him, and great devotion to those he loved. The world needs more people like him and today is emptier without him and his tuba in it.
May his soul pass in peace and with a hearty, kind chuckle at all us goofballs still knocking around this big pinball machine of life.