Remember last summer when I went looking for that bird that was more popular on YouTube than me?  That’s how I met Tom, he and Charlie (the bird) were BFFs.  

We’d hang out when I rode my bike through Harbourfront and we stayed email friends until I got one last week saying he’d passed away, one of those awful stories about just finding him and all that.

Please can you do something for me: think of Tom simultaneously with a very bright white light for as long as you can right now go….. kay thanks, he was a solid human with good jokes.  

I should go tell Charlie what happened.