The Mourning After

Yesterday and today have been quite strange. I have awakened in the middle of the night and the first thing I think about is the death of Kenny....

To illustrate, here is a little background. Kenny was mentally challenged, but a helluva worker. Unfortunately some took advantage of that. He just recently observed his 10th anniversary with us.
He was actually quite humorous. About 18 months ago he had congestive heart problems and more recently had surgery canceled due to an enlarged heart.

A few months ago he failed to show up for work, and he seemed to be looking bad. It turns out he overslept. Back then, as did happen Sunday, when he failed to show, we became alarmed and went to check on him.
I told a co-worker back then that his not showing up scared the hell out of me, because he was in some obvious discomfort and looked bad.
I even made the comment then that I was worried one day we would "talk about him in the past tense" if he didn't take care of himself.
However, recently he was on a rebound, and told some people he hadn't felt this good in a long time.
In fact, he last worked on May 6th. On Saturday he was seen walking somewhere.
On Sunday about 7:10 AM I noticed he was not at work, one of our people went to check on him.
There was no answer, then somebody else tried to do the same.
The boss said "We should do a welfare check on him."
So about 8:20 I called the police, and they were more than willing to do that.
A deputy came in about 9:10, he went into the office. The door closed for about 10 minutes. Several of us looked at each other and shook our heads- so we knew in a way what was going on.

I found out at 11 AM as I was leaving for lunch, and the rest of the store was informed in an employee meeting at 2:30.

Yesterday (Monday) they had moments of silence twice which I thought was appropriate.
You could have heard a pin drop.