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  • My friend, Bob Gluck, died today. He and I went to college together, and we were in the same fraternity. We shared lots of good times. He was in my wedding party, and he was a real connection to my past. I was lucky to spend time with him in the last couple of months. Three weeks ago another friend and I went to his house and spent the afternoon, retelling old stories, reconnecting, and remembering how much we meant to each other. Bob was a person that I did not need to see all the time, when we talked or were together, we were always on the same track. He was one of the people in my life that I knew would be there whenever I needed him. Until today….my friend died today.
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