My wife just walked in from visiting my daughter and said two of my friends from youth had died in the past few weeks, they were brothers. We grew up together as JWs and my daughter married the grandson of their father's sister, that's why she knew of their deaths. No one had let me know so I could have attended their funerals. They were the same age as my brother and I. We had a lot of fun when we were kids, their father died about a year ago. It seems all my old friends are dying. It sort of makes me feel lucky to still be alive and well.
Ken P.