Lou
4-22-17
Marcel Proust once wrote: “Let us be grateful to people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.”
Lou was one of those charming gardeners.
He was at first my neighbor, and then my friend.
And although he left our neighborhood long ago - and this world, just recently - I have rejoiced in the fruit of our friendship across the decades.
I smile when I recall his gentle spirit, his generosity, and his easy laugh.
His seeds of happiness, which he planted a quarter century ago, still blossom.
And I am eternally grateful for that bouquet.
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