Everything was fine today. I had a good day at work, I got more stuff moved so I can paint the nursery and Amy and I enjoyed a quiet night together. In the middle of it all, our next-door neighbor died.
Mr. Wood was 88-years-old, and we had just checked on him Thanksgiving morning. He seemed to be doing well, but he had been in the hospital a few days before. He was happy and looking forward to turkey and football.
His family is all at the house right now. We stopped in to bid our condolences after work. We're certainly going to miss him.
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