He sent a friend request on Saturday on Facebook, but I didn't find it until yesterday. Email buried under several others. He died on Tuesday. I couldn't breathe, I just couldn't. This is unreal. He was a sweet, gentle man, and I cannot imagine his final days or the fear as he faced his final moments. I am dedicating the following video to him. He sang it for me once.
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