Yesterday morning, I contacted Harry Hamid's brother, who informed me that Harry might not make it through the day. I heated up and ate some leftovers, and then headed over to the nearest Metro stop to travel to the Texas Medical Center. While I was en route, the brother sent me a text message that Harry had passed away.
When I arrived, family members and co-workers were gathered in or near the ICU where Harry spent his last days.
PDiddie also noted Harry's passing as an update to this week's Weekly Wrangle. If I'm not mistaken, he got to visit Monday; I did not, mostly due to an errand I had to run in Greater Woodlands that afternoon, but I'm fairly sure that my showing up Monday wouldn't have done any good. At least I can say that I could provide comfort and information to his family yesterday.
If there is an afterlife, I'd like to think that Harry Hamid's spirit will continue to take occasional strolls through Montrose after midnight.