I signed over one of his favorite guns to his old boss at the university today. As we stood in the gun shop filling out paperwork to transfer ownership, I felt sad, deeply sad.

Maybe it wouldn’t have had such a profound effect on me if it hadn’t also been the day the life insurance agent was here for me to fill out that paperwork.

Another chapter has ended.

I’m sure there are many little chapters I must go through before I get to the next major one.

That one terrifies me.

Leaving my home of 46 years. Facing a whole new community. New neighbors.

Hopefully, new friends.

Yeah, it’s scary as hell.

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