My grandmother and my friend's father were first cousins and that made us related.
When my friend died on the 3rd of June, his death wasn't something that I anticipated.
When a person dies, it's something that people hate.
He has gone to Heaven at the young age of forty-eight.
His mother named him after John Wayne, the deceased movie star.
Now Heaven is the place where both my friend and John Wayne are.
It's always hard to lose a member of the Human Race.
John is dead but he is in a far better place.
[Dedicated to John W. Brown (1970-2019) who died on June 3, 2019.]