Sunday afternoon, Aug. 12, a lady who lives across the street from me, was taken away in an ambulance. Today, my mom talked to one the neighbors, and learned that lady is dying of terminal cancer and probably has a couple weeks to live, tops, if that. I would say the cancer lady is in her early sixties.
We also learned some more startling facts from the informative neighbor:
Tuesday night, Aug. 14, the lady who lives right next door to the cancer lady, died. We didn’t learn what from. She wasn’t very old, maybe mid-forties.
The man who lives next door to me, and across the street from the two women, is dying of cirrhosis of the liver and has 6 months to live. He is in his mid-forties.
Using the diagram below to illustrate the homes on my street, I’ll show just how close proximity everyone is to one another.
1ABCDE (north side)
2ABCDE (south side)
1D = deceased lady (Aug. 14)
1E = terminal cancer lady (Aug. 12)
2A = My house
2B = cirrhosis man
2C = informant
Seems the Grim Reaper has taken a fancy to my street. I can’t help but wonder who is next. :::shudder:::
I know that the lady in 1C isn’t in very good health. She could be one of the next to go.
I don’t really know my neighbors very well, but all of this is just … disturbing.
How many people live in the 10 houses in total? If there were originally, say, 40 people of whom 1 has died so far, this still leaves 39 living occupants. Remove the terminal cancer lady, the cirrhosis gentleman and the occupant of 1C from the equation and you still have 36.
Even if your street is Doomed, the chances of you being next are 35-1. Roughly the same odds as one specific number coming up at roulette. Now I know this happens from time to time but not that often. I know you see it in movies (Casablanca, Thunderball etc) and I did read in the paper recently that, er…