I got a text a minute ago, and I quote:
"Big party for Teri's memorial at Nino's Cantina."
I text back "Who the fuck is this and who's Teri?"
"This is Ta-Da and Teri is TJs' daughter. Cancer."
Ta-Da is my old weed and crank connections' widow. TJ is one of the original crew. As a matter of fact, he's the only one besides me that's still alive.
Fuck. Not only have I outlived all the boys, but now I'm starting to outlive our kids.
I'm only 51. How fucked up is that.