Anne Drinan reminds us that it was 25 years ago yesterday since we lost my old friend and roommate Dan Brennan to testicular cancer. Danny was an artist and general mystic and the first of our college crowd to go into what Joan Halifax calls "the lucky dark." I've often wondered if, for him, death was just another artistic adventure that he was going on. I hope so.
Anyway, even after 25 years, I think of him with much love and miss that laugh. Wherever you are, Dan, I hope that you're having at least as good a time as you had when you were with us.
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