SO.... 

I know as one ages, more of the people you know in your life, whether closely or just tangentially, pass on.  It's a fact of life.   

And yet, over the past 9 months, less than a year, I've had a streak of deaths in my life.

- My cousins' grandmother (through their mother, not their father, who is my uncle)

- One of the first Puntabupeeps I ever met in real life...and who, for a time, was an extremely close friend of mine. 

- The brother of another Puntabupeep

- The first US President I ever supported, even though I wasn't old enough to vote yet

- Our dog groomer, when we had dogs

- The father of one of my closest friends in high school

- My boss at one of my first jobs

None of these were young people (except for the Puntabupeep.  Well he wasn't really young, in his 50s, but he was younger than me which none of the others were), so their deaths aren't unexpected.  But that all seven of these happened in just nine months, and they're all from disparate parts of my life...it's kinda mind boggling.

POLT