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Hi all.
So I find myself shocked and deeply saddened today at the loss of a friend I had barely known. A few days back I wrote a story about a man I had met through a love of traditional knives. We had talked and at the end we were better friends than I had been with someone in quite a while.
Today I received a letter that I thought was from Henry, I dashed to open it and was surprised when the author professed to be his wife. The letter read:
Dear Sam
I'm sorry to have to tell you but Henry never received your letter. The day he landed from Perth he suffered a severe heart attack, although the paramedics did what they could, he didn't survive.
I wanted to send you this letter in thanks, the first thing he wanted to speak about when he got in the door was the fine young man he had met "out west" as he always called it. He told me he expected letter from you, sadly it arrived a day too late.
I read your letter and the stories you put in, Henry would have loved them. I'm sorry that you never got a chance to hear back from him.
I hope you are well and I hope this doesn't ruin your approach to people, I'd never seen Henry as animated about a chance encounter. Thankyou for that, and thankyou for the wonderful letter.
Regards
Needless to say, I'm overwhelmed that she took the time and effort to write me to let me know. I sent an immediate return letter thanking her and offering my condolences. The world is a little bit darker for his loss.
So in memory of Henry, his love of traditionals and his abundant generosity, I'm holding a GAW.
The winner will receive a Victorinox tinker, a twin of the one Henry gave to me. A simple "I'm in" is enough but I'd love to hear a joke or perhaps an anecdote of someone you admired.
Thanks for reading.
Sam
So I find myself shocked and deeply saddened today at the loss of a friend I had barely known. A few days back I wrote a story about a man I had met through a love of traditional knives. We had talked and at the end we were better friends than I had been with someone in quite a while.
Today I received a letter that I thought was from Henry, I dashed to open it and was surprised when the author professed to be his wife. The letter read:
Dear Sam
I'm sorry to have to tell you but Henry never received your letter. The day he landed from Perth he suffered a severe heart attack, although the paramedics did what they could, he didn't survive.
I wanted to send you this letter in thanks, the first thing he wanted to speak about when he got in the door was the fine young man he had met "out west" as he always called it. He told me he expected letter from you, sadly it arrived a day too late.
I read your letter and the stories you put in, Henry would have loved them. I'm sorry that you never got a chance to hear back from him.
I hope you are well and I hope this doesn't ruin your approach to people, I'd never seen Henry as animated about a chance encounter. Thankyou for that, and thankyou for the wonderful letter.
Regards
Needless to say, I'm overwhelmed that she took the time and effort to write me to let me know. I sent an immediate return letter thanking her and offering my condolences. The world is a little bit darker for his loss.
So in memory of Henry, his love of traditionals and his abundant generosity, I'm holding a GAW.
The winner will receive a Victorinox tinker, a twin of the one Henry gave to me. A simple "I'm in" is enough but I'd love to hear a joke or perhaps an anecdote of someone you admired.
Thanks for reading.
Sam
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