I received some sad news on my way into work today. Tim, the homeless man who offered me food back in May, passed away on July 4th. He died of a heart attack; he was 47 years old. I was on vacation at the time and just found out today. I wondered why he wasn't at his corner when I walked by yesterday. Now I know.
I'm struggling to remember what we spoke of when I last saw him. If I had known it would be the last time, I would have paid more attention. Was that the day he had the hiccups that wouldn't go away? Was that the day he grabbed my hand and gave it a squeeze before I continued on my way? I wish I could remember...
I'm feeling very sad right now.
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
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I'm sorry to hear that Jo. I saw an article about him on our local CBC Web site and wondered if it was the same Tim. According to the article, I think a lot of people will miss him.
Steph
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