An increasingly large part of getting older is losing people who were part of your life. As I am, so they were. As they are, so I will be. It's nature. Happily for me I am almost a decade older than most of my close friends, and have a couple of chronic diseases to boot. I won't have to outlive them.

But I guess I have to outlive Dragoneer.

I didn't know him. Never met him, spoke with him or even exchanged messages with him. It doesn't matter. I live and breathe - figuratively speaking - in this community that he was a large part of creating and maintaining. And now he is gone. I don't know the circumstances. Like I said, I didn't know him. I barely keep up with social media. But like with Snout a couple of years ago, he was a pillar of the community. Part of the foundation of my world. And now that pillar is gone, an uncomfortable reminder of mortality, and of what will ultimately happen to me and to everyone I care about.