Aaron, of Uppity-Negro, has passed away.
I’ve tried composing an entry about this for the past two hours, since I first read about it in the entry from his sister. I bounced all over the place, unable to decide between a lengthy riff on how cool of a writer and fellow blogger he was, or yet another “thank you” to the man who more-often-than-I-can-count gave me the heads-up on what was going on around the Twin Cities (a “Thank you” this time for jolting me out of my blogging silence), or a simple good-bye. Nothing seemed adequate. Everything seems trite, flat and off-the-mark.
I never met Aaron. I had hardly ever corresponded with him via email even. We had mutual friends, people I knew in “the real world” and he knew from blogging. We had similar interests, enough to spark comments on each others sites (but I was nowhere near the eclectic he was). Even after I started slipping with my blogging and blog-reading, his was one I tried to keep up on.
This is largely incoherent, I know. I’m a bit… out of sorts. How should you feel when someone you don’t really know, but someone you greatly admire and respect, passes away? This numb confusion hardly seems a fitting response. But it is all I have….
Maybe more later….