Hello, Simone---I had deleted the post before you replied. Am so very tired, exhausted, and do not know what the moderators find right
or wrong, so I just took it off.
Will return the part you made reference to, however. There had been a network report about Heath's sleep disorder, and how he had walked
all night, alone, often ending up at Washington Park at daybreak, where he would sometimes join in the chess games. The regulars there said he was
easy to get along with and good company and down-to-earth. But the insomnia had always left him weary.
I would have loved Heath as a friend if he had been a garbage collector, or if his career had failed. He stood out from others, as someone who
loved and needed love, and in his endless personal kindness towards those he could easily have ignored.
It hurts to think of that sleep disorder, and the lonely walks, and yet how he would be so very able to sit down and talk. And so I said I wish
we had been there, in that time period, and been company to him, when he was so very tired. He would not have brushed us off. Any of us.
The deleted sections---nothing terrible, just a question of what to pass along from the news and what to leave alone.
