He died early this morning according to his daughter, and a fair amount of the blogging world is in a stunned state of disbelief. He predicted his passing, in a weird and speculative way, an end to pain and an online release of sorts.

One of the stranger moments I’ve yet witnessed on the internet. There’s a contingent who believe he really didn’t pass at all. He had tax troubles, health problems, turmoil with an ex-wife. A fair amount of ready cash. What better time to blow the routine and head off-shore?

But I’ll miss him, regardless, and his words that sang. He was an everyday part of my life for many years. People in their mid-50’s don’t need to go out that way. In a short time I’ll be in my mid-50’s, too.

Rest easy Rob, and I hope to Bejus there’s a fishing hole, a comely wench and a guitar within easy reach wherever you might be holed up. So should it be for all of us.

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