I awoke this morning and happened to notice some text in an IRC Channel I idle in often. I have known most of the people in that channel for years. Although we don’t chat as much as we used to "back in the day", it is still nice to hear how they are doing and good news does brighten my day.
Today was not one of those days. The black screen with white text could not have looked any gimmer. The chat was about the passing of a very unique and exeptional person.
With the passing of Cory "Gimpi" Carrier, our world has just become a darker place and heaven just gained an angel with a great sense of humor and outlook on life.
With his passing, even my normal wordy nature, fails. I am in a state of wishing I could have known him even better. He certainly was high on my wish list of IRC friends to meet, regretting not making that list a higher priority. I am not Alice Cooper. I DO cry. I have been doing so off and on all day.
Today, as I am sure many other long time IRC friends have. spent most of my day fighting tears. No, I did not know him as well as others. Most of us, like here and here are not saying much. I suspect, like myself, we just don’t know what to say.