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Death abounds.

Well, this is an odd night.

I came home and ran into Catherine. She asked had I heard about Joe. I had not.

Joe died. Of an apparent overdose. Catherine found out when she saw the coroner's van yesterday morning. I didn't see the coroner's van, but I did see the cop cars, yesterday, when I was on my way to work. Catherine went and asked Al, who shared the news with her.

I'm stunned. I've written about Joe some, but not very much (and always, it appears, in the context of death).

Catherine didn't know about Joe and drugs. Apparently Dan (another neighbor) said it was heroin. I hadn't heard about that, but Joe himself had told me of his fondness for mixing pills and booze, which I shared with Catherine.

So I came online and figured I'd look up the obituary -- Catherine said something about visitation being tomorrow. Well, I could find no notice of that, but I did find out that I know both of the families having funerals at Schugar's tomorrow -- one is the grandmother of a childhood friend, the other, the father of a Pittsburgh Antioch alum. I don't have the childhood friend's email address, but I did just email the Antiochian.

Fucking hell.

The obituary


( 6 comments — Leave a comment )
Jan. 25th, 2007 04:17 pm (UTC)
Wondering if this is the same Joe I knew as an acquaintance. I doubt it, but I'll ask. Was he fairly young? Did his dad die of cancer? Does he have a sister?
Jan. 25th, 2007 07:47 pm (UTC)
It's very possible.

He was pretty young (43), and I just met his sister at the visitation. I don't know what his father (Lefty) died from, but he died a little less than a year ago.
Jan. 25th, 2007 07:52 pm (UTC)
Oh lord. He lived with his father for a while, taking care of him right? It's weird, but it sounds just like him, but I thought he was in his 20s or early 30s, so maybe it isn't him after all. The guy I knew used to hang out in Squirrel Hill a lot, once dated some gal who worked at Coffee Tree, and worked for a while at the Chinese Imports/Dollar Store that was down the hill on Murray a couple of years ago.
Jan. 25th, 2007 08:01 pm (UTC)
OK, now I'm not so sure.

He didn't live with his father; he lived two doors down from his father.

As for dating, well, he's been married to Karen for as long as I've known them (around 10 years).

And as for employment ... I'm a little iffy on that. I know he did a bunch of odd jobs. Window washing for businesses on Baum Boulevard. That kind of stuff. Recently, I know he was working at Hazelwood Towers.

A few years ago, he fell off of his roof (drunk, in the rain) and shattered both of his arms. That was pretty memorable.
Jan. 25th, 2007 08:02 pm (UTC)
Ok. Not him. Weird feeling, though.
Jan. 25th, 2007 08:06 pm (UTC)
Joe loved to play with his chainsaw. That "gustnado" we had a few years back? He was in heaven, running around the neighborhood for days afterward, slicing up the remnants of felled trees.

If you want to know the truth, I always thought that chainsaw would have something to do with his death. And, when he fell off the roof and managed to only hurt his arms ... well, it felt like he was built from shatter-proof plastic, or some space-age polymer. This is all just way too weird.
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