I was sort of brooding the other day about the sad likelihood that when I'm gone, not a lot of people will miss me. I'm old - and when you're old you start disappearing gradually even before you're actually gone - so I don't have a lot of family left and my circle of friends, never large, is now quite small. I expect that my funeral (which I hope will not occur any time soon) will be sparsely attended, and even if I end up reincarnated or hanging out with Jesus, before long almost everyone in this universe will have forgotten me. However, the upside of this rather maudlin prediction is that a few people will be at least a little sad for awhile. What will definitely not happen is millions of people celebrating my departure, or yours. Multitudes won't be buying champagne and attending parties and dancing in the streets because we're gone. While our impact on the universe might not have been newsworthy, we can at least feel assured that whatever it was, was positive and good, unlike someone I can think of. It's definitely better to have been obscurely decent than famously horrible.
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