They used to call him Art. I met him in 2006 for the 1st time. We hardly got to know each other. Now he is gone at 93. A war veteran, he loved life, drove his car as long as they let him, danced as long as he could, and now he bid adieu to those who knew him.
Red river wrote:
Autumn’s last bird
Flew back home singing
The farewell song
posted by Red River at 1:55 AM
A middle aged professional without a mid-life crisis (yet). Completed a few marathon runs, rode bicycle from Houston to Austin, played soccer after 40, did sky diving (tandem) on October 21, 2005, climbed Mount Kilimanjuaro on Oct 9, 2008, visited Antarctica in Dec 2010. Written a few books - technical and non-technical. Returned home to Houston on June 1, 2011 after a 2-year assignment in Africa (Luanda, Angola). No more Luanda HASH run through the slums of Luanda or a weekend run to Pointe Final in Ilha. Spent almost a year in Bogota, Colombia as an expat again, returning home at the end of May 2015. Now I am fighting Houston traffic every morning once again. Life in the big city!
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