“Orv is all gone.”

My three-year-old daughter said the words in her typical sing-song manner as we drove by Orv’s house. She was neither sad, nor happy, just straightforward. Orv had died one day earlier.

He was 95, so his passing wasn’t a surprise. In fact, the day before, my wife had stopped by his house to say her goodbyes. I had driven by and noticed an inordinate amount of cars parked around his home, and by that I mean literally around his home. They filled his driveway, were on his front and side lawn…

It was an ominous sign.

 

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