Sounds of Laughter, Shades of Life

I'm not sure where the news of Tim Russert's death yesterday fell yesterday on the scale between mildly shocking and downright unbelievable, but it is always odd to hear about the death of someone who seemed as though they had many more years to live.

I suppose that's the nature of life itself, this fleeting notion of permanence that can be taken away in the most unexpected of ways.

Though I likely disagreed with a number of Russert's political positions, it was impossible to watch the man at work and not be taken by his fervor and passion for his life's work.
Now, the Russert family will try to fill an unfillable hole, the longest-running show on television will need to find a new host, and the Buffalo Bills will go into the 2008 season missing one of their most ardent supporters.

Godspeed, Tim.