I have personally witnessed the passing of a soul to the “other side of the lawn” by natural means in March of 2026. It was not easy and I am told that it took me a couple of weeks to resume a somewhat normal mode of life. I won’t use any names in case it might cause problems.
My roommate moved into the Glengary home maybe seven years ago and we all loved him. Like all of us and me in the Glengary home, he had difficulties requiring that he could only live in assisted living. Having shared a bedroom with him for such a length of time, I felt particularly close to him.
One afternoon in March, with no warning and no clues that something was going to happen, he lost consciousness, never to regain it again. I watched the Glengary staff (working to recessitate him on my bedroom floor) working relentlessly to revive him over about maybe a half-hour before EMS people arrived. I could tell that this was something extremely tiring as I sat watching sitting on my bed. This was something that was hard for me to grapple with. It was especially hard becase, as you know, I have no vocabulary to tell people things.
As a result of this, Papa bought an IED device for me and left it with the Glengary staff to reside in the home.
Anyway, it was just something of particular significance in my life that I will remember for a lifetime and I thought I would note my feelings here.