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I was originally going to make a long post about the evils of the Cedar/Fairmount Giant Eagle, but things changed rather dramatically this afternoon:
I received an e-mail from Malleus via a small mailing list that an online gaming buddy of ours died last night. His name was Bo Bankson, aslo known as Uncle Posty, Postman, Postman77, Captain Codeine (or was it Private Prozac? I can never remember), and a host of other silly titles. I understand that he was about my age, perhaps a year or two older.
I never met Bo in real life, but I spent many hours chatting and gaming with him, and felt that I knew him reasonably well. He always amazed me with how fast he could type, given that he had to use only one hand. I first came in contact with him about three years ago, through a game of Action Quake 2 on the Brotherhood of Immortals (our guild) server.
He listened to me bitch and whine, offered sage advice, and was one of the few that I thought truly understood my depression.
I hadn't talked to him in a few months, and had been meaning to get in touch again. Particularly regarding the possible reemergence of our guild in ShadowBane. I didn't, and now I cannot.
Rest in peace, Bo. We miss you dearly.
I received an e-mail from Malleus via a small mailing list that an online gaming buddy of ours died last night. His name was Bo Bankson, aslo known as Uncle Posty, Postman, Postman77, Captain Codeine (or was it Private Prozac? I can never remember), and a host of other silly titles. I understand that he was about my age, perhaps a year or two older.
I never met Bo in real life, but I spent many hours chatting and gaming with him, and felt that I knew him reasonably well. He always amazed me with how fast he could type, given that he had to use only one hand. I first came in contact with him about three years ago, through a game of Action Quake 2 on the Brotherhood of Immortals (our guild) server.
He listened to me bitch and whine, offered sage advice, and was one of the few that I thought truly understood my depression.
I hadn't talked to him in a few months, and had been meaning to get in touch again. Particularly regarding the possible reemergence of our guild in ShadowBane. I didn't, and now I cannot.
Rest in peace, Bo. We miss you dearly.
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