Dear Annie: My supervisor and I worked closely together for more than 30 years. Over that time, he became more than a boss; he was a friend. Even after he and his wife retired to Florida, he kept in touch, calling every week or two to check in with a handful of us from the old office. When he was back in town visiting two of his children, he often came to our house for the holidays. A small group of us even made it a tradition to go out for pizza once a year.

When his wife texted to tell me he had passed away after a short illness, I was stunned. She explained she was not up to talking and that services would be private, held at the family’s convenience. There was no obituary, only a mention that there might be a memorial mass at some point.

I was shocked at how deeply his death affecte

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