I went over after work to give an old close buddy a couple of cigars for xmas. I had called him but he never called me back.

he answered the door somberly I was in a great mood and handed him the sticks. he barely noticed. "I asked are you ok?"

the short of it: He and his whole family got together at his house for Christmas morning. grandparents down to the little ones.

they were having a ball opening presents when grandma fell over and was convulsing on the floor. she died in front of all her kids and grandkids.

How messed up is that. anyway, if you pray, pray for the kids, they are liked to be messed up from that trauma. my buddy's wife is inconsolable. she is in a dark depression. He is such a happy guy, it is weird to see him morose as can be expected.