Missing message

I deleted part of my last message when one of my children said it was not my best effort. I re-read it and agreed. It had to go.

It was a sad paragraph about Charlie's roommate who died about the time we entered the room following a shopping trip and lunch last weekend. Charlie and I had just had an enjoyable outing with a couple of our kids and it was an unexpected climax to a fun day.

That's about it. We still see the roommate's widow who lives nearby. Life goes on.