Baron Dave Romm (barondave) wrote,
Baron Dave Romm

Renewal and Death

Rosh Hashanah 5771 was more eventful than usual, and not in a good way.

The day started out fine. I tend not to go to synagog, but do like to do something spiritual. This year, I decided to read the Koran. By the second book I realized that I needed a better translation or more context or hyperlinks, and asked The Internet Assembled for suggestions. So far, I've looked (briefly) here, here and here, and will keep this open.

I accepted a job at Mad Science. It's 2-4 hours a week, largely for college students or the semi-retired. Still, looks like fun -- teaching science to grade school kids after school -- and I can pick and choose which locations. I still have to do the paperwork and will go from there. Not a full-time job, obviously, but will cover a few bills.

So in the late evening, I settled in and was watching a Rocky and Bullwinkle episode via Netflix streaming when I get a call from... the police. Two officers want me to come downstairs, and offer no other information. Well, okay. I grab my camera, put on shoes and go.

A friend of someone who lives in the condos hadn't heard from her in a while, and wanted the police to check up on the resident. As a Board member, I have access to the keys to the apartments. Theoretically. I just got back on the Board after a long absence, and things have changed. To make a long story short: After 15-20 minutes and frantic calls to several people, I finally get ahold of the Office Manager who tells me where the keys to the keys are.

So. At last, the police can enter the apt.

She's dead.

The second death in the building in as many days.

Her friend is inconsolable, sobbing away. Only the police have actually entered the apt, so I didn't see her. I don't know her that well, but she has the parking space next to mine so we've talked on occasion. I'm more than a little choked up. Several of us are hovering around the friend and offering assistance to the police.

Another policeman arrives, and I let him in. The officers will wait for the ME, and our part just a matter of handling the condo end, which will come later.

Carole arrives, and we watch the Vikings game drinking wine. Not even a particularly good game, and the Vikes lost. The wine has done its job, and I crash. Sleep uninterrupted for eight hours. Boy, did I need that.

Let's hope the rest of the year isn't quite as... eventful.

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