Angel
No, not like the angels I wrote about earlier. This is much different. I’ll explain in a minute. And I promise this will be the last post on this subject, but I need to write this for my own peace of mind. This is about the Angel of Death. I’ve known Robert since we were 3 years old, almost 67 years. We were two months apart in age. We grew up together, went all through school together, and even though we traveled different paths after high school, we remained friends and stayed in touch. I stayed in Utica while he got a job in Saudi Arabia and lived there for nearly 30 years. But no matter where in the world he was, he didn’t forget his old friend. He stayed in touch and would see me when he was back in the States. After he retired, he and his wife settled in the Orlando area in Florida I hadn’t heard from him in a couple of months, and I thought that was strange. We usually email, text, or talk once a month or so. The...