Yesterday I learned that a friend of mine - who was not a particularly close friend, but was a dear one - passed away on May 6. Dan was a jeweler who vended at SCA events, Renaissance faires, and so on; he made these lovely delicate little creations with large, deft hands. He was a serene and good-humored presence in places that can often be rowdy and overwhelming, and although I usually only saw him once a year, he will be missed throughout the seasons.
What an odd thing it is, though, to learn online that someone has died. I want to look someone in the eye when I hear news like that. I want to hear someone's voice.
At the same time - despite Dan's own scarce presence on the web - a quick google turned up page after page of blog posts, comments, status updates...all in his memory. In a medium that is often casual and trite, Dan's friends are poetic and heartfelt. These posts may only be words in the ether, but they are laments all the same.
Mystery Aged Oolong B from MarshalN
5 hours ago




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