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Tuesday, April 22
A dear friend died yesterday.
 I just received word that Walter Dove died yesterday. His beloved wife of 37 years sent out an e-mail to let the many people whose life he touched know he had an aneurysm in the renal arteries that supply blood to the kidneys. By the time he got to the operating room, there was nothing they could do to save him. We graduated in the same high school class but never remember meeting. During the planning stages for a class reunion several years ago we met online. He shared stories about his lovely wife Joy, his children and grandchildren. He also loved to talk about his cats. He had 6 cats: Samantha, Sunshine, Little Bit, Beauregard, Mr. Twigs and Billy White Shoes. He loved animals and enjoyed feeding the birds, raccoons and opossums whenever they came around their North Carolina mountain home. Over the years I have written on my blog about people who have miraculously been Guardian Angels to me. Walt was definitely a Guardian Angel in my life. When I was struggling with concerns as my friend David Hallal was battling cancer presto out of the blue I would receive a call from Walt. He would be calling about the reunion but would sense something in my voice and say exactly the right thing to make me feel hopeful. Over time, sight unseen, we became friends. We only communicated occasionally often going months between a call or e-mail but then we would speak and I would find happiness in hearing stories about his family or how proud he was of his wife's ability to play golf. He encouraged me to write my book. He believed in me. He gave me the precious gift of liking me just the way I am. Several times I hoped to meet Walt and his lovely wife Joy when they came to Florida or when I went to Tennessee but it never happened. Time ran out. Joy said that Walt was an organ donor and they hope what he has left behind will benefit many. It was his wish to help others. If it is possible to play golf in heaven I am sure that Walt is enjoying a round with his feline friends.  I will miss him greatly. I am forever grateful for the way Walt enriched my life. He will forever be remembered in my heart as a Guardian Angel who would pop back into my life at just the right moment and say just the right thing. |