We Could Have Been Friends

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A while ago, one of our older neighbors passed away. I didn’t really know this man. He lived up the street from us, and I only saw him periodically when he came out to get his mail, and I happened to be walking our dog. He was friendly enough to say “Hello,” and chat a bit about the weather, but we never had a real conversation. I always recognized his full head of gray hair and his gray mustache when he jogged near his house or drove his…