RIP Mr. Rodger


If you followed my blog last year you may have read about my neighbor, Mr. Rodger. You can find the post HERE.

A few months ago I saw Mr. Rodger and he looked really sick, but he was happy to be outside, feeding the birds. He referred to the birds as his little babies and went on and on about his love for them.

That was the last time I saw him.

Andy called me this morning, and said he had some bad news.

“What is it?” I nervously asked.

“Mr. Rodger has died.” he said.

This was not shocking or sad as he was 96 and in a bad way. It was more of a relief, as he had wished for death on numerous occasions while speaking with me.

Andy found out about his passing this morning while speaking to our 73-year-old neighbor from Jamaica.

Apparently the conversation went like this:

Andy: Miss Levy. Is Mr. Rodger bedridden? I haven’t seen him in a while.

Miss Levy: The doctor?

Andy: Yes. My neighbor. The doctor.

Miss Levy: No mon! He’s dead! He’s been dead.

And that was that.

RIP Mr. Rodger. Just like your babies, you have finally flown away.


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