I guess one of the curses of getting older is you begin to lose friends. A co-worker passed away recently, great guy with lots of knowledge and experience. Although he was almost 60 years old, he was only 10 years older than I am. As I get older and begin to lose friends (or, at least, those that I work with or know in some context), life becomes more precious. While I won’t patronize you by saying I’ll keep you in my prayers, I will say that my condolences go out to the families of each and that it was a pleasure to know you.