His nomme de Kos was Translator. I knew him, as many of you did, by his nicname Doc. I think his real name was David.
He always signed off on a comment thread with his nic-name, "Doc", and warmest regards.
I remember him. And I wanted to post this for those of you who also remember him.
He was a flawed person. Aren't we all? I had a couple of late night conversations with David right before he took his life.
I knew he was distraught. I just didn't understand how distraught he was. His worries...his problems...were pretty universal. He wanted to be loved. And he thought he had found a woman that he loved, and that should have loved him back.
He was a smart guy. Very well learned. He wrote a lot of diaries here while he was living. Some were pretty esoteric, and others were not. I always enjoyed his "My little town diaries", in which he simply described his childhood home. I was born in a small town, and I recognized his town.
I tried to talk to him before his death. I tried to tell him that he had attatched himself, emotionally, to a girl that was too young for him. He would hear none of that.
A man does what he does.
I saw the train wreck coming. I couldn't do anything to stop it. But I remember the man.
Do you?