About three years ago a family moved into our neighborhood.
Not full time, as we live in a summer resort town at the beach. They lived
about 40 miles west most of the time, but when they were here, it was always great to be around them.
I took an instant liking to them and genuinely enjoyed their company. They liked me and
my partner, Tommy as well.
Sadly, today Anne Claire passed away from a blood clot, post knee replacement
surgery at a very young age. Why does this happen to all the nice people?
I didn’t get to know Anne Claire as well as I would have liked, but we live in a small town where everyone knows everyone mostly through summer cookouts, the beach and that sort of thing.
Anne Claire and Jack have a handicapped daughter; and I a handicapped brother, with somewhat similar afflictions. We bonded immediately.
There is no way to understand how or why we lose people sometimes.
I will miss this nice lady, her smile, her energy and the sparkle in her eyes.
Godspeed Anne Claire, until we meet again.






Nice sentiment Scott, but she's on a better plane.
tim2218
Sorry to hear about your neighbour. She sounds like an amazing person. Very sad.
centaur77