Forty days passed already, and his soul left the Earth, we say so here in Russia. Time passed as in mist, came to this page every day, wept and thought if it was possible to change something, to guess, to help...But I was too far to know even. Life seems me too cruel, and nothing may be returned. He was kind and clever, and needed to live for his family, for friends, for his lovely dog. So difficult to accept the death. Burt, Srarman, will remember you always.
greeney2 wrote:Starman struck a freindship with you in Russia, and as far as I know, we don;t have anyone from Russia who posts. I hope you decide to stay with the group and give your input to various subjects here.
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