He was 65 and just recently retired. A month before mandatory retirement he was diagnosed with terminal brain cancer. We could tell he was not in great shape many months before he left, but we couldn't know it was brain cancer. He was a truly great guy and the wife and I both loved him a lot. Feeling like stir-fried shit right now, and his awful luck makes agnosticism seem like the way to go. Ok, wah wah's on their way, I know. Let loose the Jackie laughing gifs, I know which forum this is. I can take it. Fuckin' onions.