Alan

I learned last night that Alan Doyle, one of the best friends, one of the best people, I have ever known died yesterday morning.

We had fallen out of touch after I retired.  We kept in touch via email for a while, but when my computer crashed, I lost his email address. I had heard recently that he was ill, and I had told myself that I needed to try to get in touch.

Alan came out and helped me install our generator years ago, and last Sunday, when our generator came on for its weekly exercise, I told myself for maybe the hundredth time "You really need to try to call Alan." 

I don't know if I was having a premonition, but I wish I had taken my own advice.