Something strange happens with age.
Someone's life interacts with yours once, twice, or more during your youth. Then you and he (or she) fall out of touch for many years, and you only find cause to think of them on rare occasions.
But one day you discover that this person who's not a current part of your life died years ago, and against all logic, you still feel an incredible sense of loss.
I've been through this twice in the last couple of months.
Once concerned a woman I'd known all through our school years, but hadn't seen since 1974. She died a few years ago but I only learned of it two or three weeks before today.
Another concerned a man I'd come to know when I owned my comic shop. I hadn't seen him in twenty years or so, and I recently discovered he died almost that long ago.
In both cases, I felt that incredible sense of loss that I mentioned above.
If I may be allowed to get a bit dramatic here, let me just quote Jim Starlin and say "Never again will the stars shine as brightly for me."
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