Pretty crappy day at work today. A coworker, maybe in his early thirties(?) died last night (they think a blood clot or heart attack). Wife and 2 young kids left without a husband and dad.
This guy was pretty cool and had a knife hobby. He and I would show each other new pocket knives we got and talk about knives. He was the only knife guy I know in person, and same for him. He's the only guy I know that could talk about knife steel, makers, bearings versus washers, or whatever.
Ain't that some kinda bullshit?
Got my kid, my wife, and my dog wrapped up in a big family pileup, bear hug for a bit and that helped.