I used to work with Bob. It has been years since I have seen him or thought about him. But on January 26th, out of the blue, Bob popped into my mind. Out of nowhere, I was thinking about Bob. “How is Bob doing?” I thought. And I remembered the fun times when we worked together.
On January 28th, I learned that Bob had died. He died on January 26th. Coincidence?
“Death is not extinguishing the light; it is only putting out the lamp because the dawn has come.”
– Rabindranath Tagore
