Beyond the Mourning of Bereavement

(dashed off upon learning untimely demise regarding prosperous family, whose small plane crashed. about half dozen years ago, they lived ~ three doors down from us.) No words can assuage the deep sorrow, this once upon a time neighbor (I lived at 1148 Greentree Lane) experiences disbelief, numbness, shock... attendant by an irreparable loss of beloved, and vacillated how to communicate heartfelt sympathy, where words superfluous, yet... if for that challenge alone, an affinity with language spurred impulse to focus upon bountiness of joie de vivre imbibed years gone by, when every now and again chance encounters found yours truly (me) in delightful company regarding persons whose presence imbued benevolence, kindness, warmth... facilitating emotional philanthropy influenced long term positive memories to one experienced being outcast, ostracized, offensive... courtesy unfortunate series of circumstances beyond my control, which voiced unwelcome tension sabotaged reaching quality politeness displeased at unfriendly reactions reflexively, maliciously, impetuously... did little or no justice toward conflict resolution which altercations nearly, quickly did segway profoundly into unpleasant standoffs, yes bias, bigotry, bitterness begat bisel meshuga acutely aware I loathe uncouth actions regarding myself and strive to remain affable, cordial, friendly..., hence an object lesson, (albeit ex post facto) to abide by my inner integrity, ethos, doga politesse..., especially when pitted against unsavory electric acid kool aid test tis then urgently vital to remain steadfast, and figuratively turn the other cheek particularly when populace under severe duress re: instigated by pathologically belligerent, ill mannered, rude... president whose sets abhorrent precedence, whereby people of nation follow suit, yet this concomformist only hopes to affect positive within world at large.