Hard to believe, but a third friend has died this year. It's been rough having to see those who we love die around you, but this was truly unexpected. Just last Saturday night, I was in Munroe's presence at the first Halloween party of the season and he was perfectly fine. Bedecked in hip hop clothes, a sideways baseball cap and plastic, fake gold jewelry, he looked hilariously age inappropriate as a man in his early sixties. We talked about nothing, or we talked about everything, or just how good the cupcakes tasted and he showed me he had brought a jug of vodka as it was a BYOB party. And then, only two days later, he died of a heart attack (although not confirmed as the autopsy is not back yet as of this writing). Munroe was part of the Tremont scene, a staple at the main bar, Edison's (a.k.a. The Office). He was an artist with a definite sing song quality about his voice, and he managed to be artistic without being pretentious about it. He...
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