In my mid to late teens I played a not of games like Dungeons and Dragons.
There was quite a group of us, with most meetings involving 10 or so of us.
That was quite some time ago, and the group has become much more spread out across the country as time has passed and many of us have not met face to face for years. Thanks to the internet, though, some of us have been in at least vague contact .
Yesterday, however, this vague contact became much more real.
News was spreading through the group. One of us had just died of a heart attack.
Talk about a slap in the face.
Yes, I guess I am now entering that age group where you start to get more bad news than good news regarding old friends.
My evening was spent visiting another member of the group who does not do Facebook, etc. Eventually, as the much needed beer kicked in, we hatched a plan to get the gang back together again for another game in memory of our old friend. We think they would have liked that.