Too Many Die Young

    For most of those who live to be old, it is a beautiful thing to die in the later years, with wrinkles and age spots.

    A five-month-old just died this week, not too far away. 

    A month before this a young mother of a newborn passed, just weeks after the birth of the baby son.

    My college age daughter's friend's friend died in a car accident this week.

    My old colleague (former, that is), died a month and a week ago, changing a tire, to a reckless drunk named Carlos. My friend was 30 as of February. He lived his last breath a short month later.

    Natural diseases and accidents take so many as it is, we do not need wars, crimes, and violence.

    I wish we could learn this better.

    Ukraine, Palestine, Sudan.

    ENOUGH!