In Memory of Scott Gordon

My dear childhood friend Scott Gordon passed away suddenly. Baruch Dayan Emet. Just today in learning with a chavrutah I referred to Scott. Just two weeks ago in a parsha piece I wrote about Scott. Closeness never goes away.

Once again I am struck with a dear one whose last words were an expression of the inability to breathe. Scott didn't make it to a hospital. Sigh.

For now the story rests between the lines. Please G-d one day I will write more about Scott.

As fate would have it, my dad, he should live and be well, lost his dear dear friend today. Oy. May he find comfort.

When I was in high school Scott was injured badly. My father drove me to the hospital and told me he'd wait in the car for as long as I wanted to visit. He said that close friendships are not be taken lightly and he backed up his words with action. Like many things, that is something I hope and pray I'll never forget.