In one of those kick you in the face moments, I got off work and went to the local watering hole and was informed that an old friend had passed away today.
Before anyone gets all excited, Fred and I were Hi, how ya doing friends, for about fifteen years.
We shook hands and said howdy last week.
We had a mutual affection because we could each see a decent human being just by looking each other in the eye.
I went to his wife's funeral over ten years ago, both of them were some of the nicest people you could ever want to meet.
I used to get the biggest kick out of them, they would come into the bar that they actually used to own, on Sunday, and order breakfast and they would each break out a paper back book and just sit there in the booth by the front window and read while they ate.
I have wonderful memories of them both and his kids and me are friends too.
My sincerest condolences.
Yeah, I know, the older ya get , the more ya get to practice the funeral thing.
No one gets out of here alive.
One of these days I am going to be worm food too.
Anyway, here is to Fred Morales, a very good man.
You are already missed.
Bonus, I just found out the Eagles are going to have a memorial for him on Cinco De Mayo.
Bet yer ass I will be there