(We are all bound thither; we are hastening to the same common goal. Black death calls all things under the sway of its laws.)  -- Ovid.

On my first day of college, I met quite a few people, naturally. Among them were a fellow named Ed and a lass named Tammy. I got to know them, we hung out, time went on as it does.

Three weeks before my wedding, I (and my fiancée) had the pleasure of attending Ed and Tammy's wedding. It was lovely. They had a showing of "The Princess Bride" at the reception; that happens to be my favorite movie.

This afternoon, Tammy died. It sounds like it wasn't the cancer per se, it was the chemo that killed her. But in the end, does it matter?

Eripere vitam nemo non homini potest;
At nemo mortem; mille ad hanc aditus patent.
(Any one may take life from man, but no one death; a thousand gates stand open to it.) -- Seneca

Alas, poor Ed. I share your grief.

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