|The great storm is over, lift up your wings and fly
||[Jul. 30th, 2009|04:40 pm]
My mother-in-law called at lunchtime. Bruce has died. He has escaped the body that failed him, and found the release he sought.
He has flown free. My tears are for Ferrett's mom, who must now find a way to cope with a Bruce-shaped hole in her life. And for his kids and grandkids, to whom he was so dear.
We will miss him.