Odd mixed emotions - Facebook episode
I'm not much of a Facebook presence, but I like checking in on family and friends, some friends from oh-so-long ago. Some years ago and early on in my time on Facebook, I had an acquaintance from high school send me a friend request. I accepted it without much reflection, as the guy I knew back then was all right. Well, then I went to his Facebook page, and found that our interests had . . . diverged, shall we say. I went back and deleted him from my friends list.
He sent me a private message, noticing that I had accepted his request, then deleted him from my friends list. I could tell he was a bit hurt, and I felt bad about it. (Since then, I've gotten a little smarter about such things, using this episode as a learning experience.) He said it was no big thing, but I still felt bad. Just a couple of weeks later, I heard that he had died, and that sort of compounded my regret.
Flash forward to today, and damn if there isn't a post from this guy on another friend's page. He's alive after all. I'm going to let sleeping dogs lie; but I'm glad he's alive.