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My mom told me today over GChat that the husband in the couple that lives next door to her and my dad had a massive heart attack last night and didn't make it. This is kind of saying something given that they live less than 2 miles from the hospital (joke all you want about it being nice and convenient when I'm home...), well within the typical "golden" response time etc.
That couple lived there all while I grew up in that house, and the husband always seemed like the "healthiest" between him, his wife, my mom, and my dad. He was the one who was always out in the garden, mowing, building their deck on his own, etc... My mom seems to think he was only a few years older than her/my dad, but I thought he was older than that.
I'm still kind of floored by the fact that he's gone. It's not like I was close to him/his wife, we were only neighborly (say hi on the street, get the mail, etc). And maybe it's just the way my mom said it over GChat so non-chalantly...but for some reason, this is still the biggest thing in my mind after a day of complete craziness at work.
/tk
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