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So, yesterday was a funeral for a figure from my childhood.  We always
thought of him as the "bad ass adult" on the block, and would not do any-
thing to cross him.

We used to get up extra early, and chalk his nickname (That he hated) on
the skirt of his driveway, and he'd get so mad about it, and we would hear
about it while hanging out with his kids.

He was also a father figure to my wife, and her sister.

He's gone now.

The funeral was...
  well
      as good as a funeral can be.

      Not good, in the normal sense.
  but good.

  For a funeral.

I don't know why I typed the description like I did just now, but it felt
as if it displayed how mixed my emotions are about the whole thing.

I guess I'm mostly sad, because yet another figure from my childhood is
gone, and it's making me get real up and close and personal with my own
mortality.

I dunno.

I think the weather is finally starting to get to me.  I love cold weather,
and snow...  But, first day of spring, and a high of 35?  Come on.  This
winter started early, and looks like it is going to go long...