Even in this day and age you can still miss the passing of an old friend. I found out my old roommate Bill Adams passed a couple of years ago. Brain cancer of all things. It makes one stop and think. The older I get the more I’m stunned by the revelation that life is finite, it will end one way or the other. And given my age the ride is well over half way done. I really don’t like to think of it but it’s the looming iceberg ahead and there’s no way to change course, no way to avert.