Struck.

Went to look for a picture of an old friend, a karassmate for sure, on my computer, but realized that there is nothing of him here any more. No phone number. Nary an address. Two dated photographs and one letter are all I have.

Some of those people were tumors that I wanted excised neatly from my life, just as they were. Not him, though. Three of them stand out above the rest, and I wonder here what I can't ask them anymore:

How's life, guys?