It hurts me, it hurts me that I loss a friend I grew up with.
First, it brings me back to bygone days. Secondly, selfishly, it hammer’s home my own mortality.
It is the family that I think of. The family has dealt with more than it should have to.
I am lost for words.
—Robert Confiant 30 April 2016 (mod 24 March 2018)