a friend turns fifty
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Toronto, 2018.12.19
I had a rare get-together with a friend tonight, a few days before his fiftieth birthday. It's one of the signs of middle age that a) you rarely see your friends and b) even a milestone birthday is met with, "say, don't you have a birthday around now?"
Sadly, another friend "took" a heart attack this month, quite out of the blue after a lifetime of staying fit, avoiding the cancer sticks and even drinking in moderation. He's doing well, but: dang.