So, then, General Pinochle! Keith's mum said that you have finally bitten the dust!
A came into my room yesterday evening with the news. It is hard to celebrate the death of another human being even when he had such evil to his name. Perhaps it is the fact that I am only too concious existence is but a febrile heartbeat away from oblivion. However, I did go into the kitchen and finding a glass of Spanish red unaccountably in my hand, looked A straight in the eye and without saying anything clinked glasses! It was a small tribute to those who suffered, to those that survived and good old Baltazar who made his life legally and justifiably hell(ish) for a few months.
Gracias a la vida que me he dado tanto.