The sweetest guy I ever knew passed away after a very short illness this week, aged only 44. On Sunday, he apologised for not feeling well enough to keep an appointment to see 'Ted' with me. On Thursday, he was dead. His name was Colin Fawcett and everybody who knew him loved him. That's no exaggeration, he was the funniest, kindest person you could ever hope to meet and I was one of the (many) lucky ones who called him My Friend.. He was a very talented cartoonist and very knowledgeable about comic books. I heard something new about Jack Kirby today and I thought "just wait till Col hears about this!" Goodnight, Col, mind how you go. Life just won't be the same without you, pal.
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That's a shame, NP, but at least the memory of him will be with you for the rest of your life. In that way, he kind of lives on.
Condolences to you for the loss of your good friend. My thoughts are with you and his family. My grandparents both passed away this year within a day and I know how it feels to be in a difficult situation such as this - as Kid has said, you and all of those who knew him will keep him alive in your memories.
only the good die young,the rest will just linger on filled with envy,memories,regrets,guilt,tearS and maybe occasionally a good laugh that will make us come closer to the ones no longer visible by our poor eyesight.
R.I.P
Rest In Peace, Colin. I have not seen you since we left school, and I was two years ahead of you at St Austins and Cardinal Allen.
My prayers and thoughts are with you and your family.
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