Anytime the world loses a good human being at a young age it’s a tragedy. I weep for all of them, Phil, but it’s also a selfish feeling that I want them around, because it is them who make this world a better place.
The analogy about “common” good people does not go unknown to me. But that’s a personal thing. I can’t say, “My mom died,” and have people KNOW what I think she stood for, her triumphs, her virtues, and several reasons why I think she made the world a better place.
People would be sorry for my loss, and some people went so far as to say, “You turned out great, so she must have been great,” but when you don’t know th person, it’s hard to say with any certainty, aside from simply sympathy, why it would have been nice for the deceased to stick around a little longer.
With someone who we all know, it’s a bit easier to have a community grieving, if you will.
So, yes, all good people being taken from us saddens me. But when others can relat to those feelings, it helps others deal with the loss.
Why does one have to be a “loved one” to touch our lives?
Yer pal,
Satan
