So I got to work today and my boss calls me into the office. "Ah jeez, what did I do now" was of course my first reaction. Not so, actually; she needed to break it to me that a staff I'd worked with for several years had passed away. Also that they were trying to find his next of kin, and did I have any ideas?
This sucks. Tom was a good man. Would. not. freaking. take care of his diabetes, which was what got him in the end, but he didn't deserve to die and not be found for some time, which is what happened. I still remember bringing Mary home from the hospital one time; I was filling him in on what happened and she startled. He told her gently, "It's just me, kitten", picked her up and carried her to bed. I am sorely vexed that this has happened now. Also, anyone got any ideas on finding next of kin? My Google Fu is failing miserably.
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