Some of you may have heard me make reference to my studio partner from the 1980's and continuing friend, Don (was known as digitalDon here on the Forest, an occasional visitor).
This evening, I tried to reach him at his workplace, we often chat when I am making the drive home from the day job, he works evenings. They said he did not call in or show up for work, both highly unusual. Now his mother has been in a convalescent home for 2 months now, and I made the assumption that he was probably dealing with a related emergency or even that she might have passed. (age 91)
I then called a mutual friend Anne (Soundchick here at the Forest), , she had not heard from him,we both started to worry. I called the landlord, also a friend, at the site where Don's studio is, and he had not seen him since the previous day. He said if we could not locate him to call him back, however Anne decided to head over there anyway, as she lives near there. They knocked and received no answer, so they went in with the pass key. Poor Don, was laying deceased on his kitchenette floor, cause of death unknown so far, but an aneurism is suspected - according to the paramedics.
Don's only next of kin aside from his somewhat confused mother is his brother in Washington, who's number was only found hours later by the police. I attended the scene and the landlord and Anne referred me to liaise with the police and coroner, we did finally reach his brother. They removed his body much later, the building contains many rehearsal studios too, so lots of people paid tribute to his departure. It was a moment I will never forget, nor will they.
Most of you don't know of Don, he was a drummer and percussionist,I guarantee you would have all liked him, a solid audio engineer and media archivist.
I am utterly and totally gutted, he was 55, like me. He was healthy, loved his life, and our whole family loved him, Mrs. Northwood, grandkids and all. I have lost a chunk of my life. Fek, we just spoke yesterday evening and he was fine....
I write this in homage to him.
Rest in peace oh my brother, rest in peace.
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