Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and is heard no more.(From Macbeth)
Sad news indeed. Ours is but a brief existence, a fleeting thought upon the wind, a sad reminder that the mortal coils we call life will become but a memory. And in that memory we can find comfort and solace in the knowing that love was shared and made better by family and friendship.
Thanks Mike, well done!