Whenever I despaired that true love and happiness could never last a lifetime, I thought of my friends Ken and Rob. They spent 30 years being each other’s best friend, laughing and loving each other with a respect and gentleness I could only ever envy. And now some sleepy driver who didn’t see the flashing lights has killed Ken. And all I can think is that it’s just not fair. Love like that should be kept in this world because it makes the world a little kinder, a little nicer, a little easier to handle. I know their love will outlast his death, but losing his smile and gentle whimsy and deadpan delivery will be very hard for many of us.