As my friend Scott so elegantly put it, everything happens for a reason.
I believe this also. The reason may not present itself for a long time, but it eventually does.
But in the moment, like three weeks ago when I was told Arthur was gone, and even now, there's no reason I can think of that he had to leave this world in that way.
Maybe to make me realize what he meant to me? I always knew that, didn't need any kind of reminder.
Ruminations from the pit of the nation...one bite at a time.
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