This Labor Day I was greatly saddened because my next door neighbor-
Allen, a Jack of all trades, who has helped me out countless times with
so many home-related jobs- must be in deep pain this morning. He e-mailed
me reporting that Boy, his beloved dog companion of many years, died peacefully
in his sleep at 4:45 A.M. No, this would not be a happy Labor's Day for Allen-
or for me, for that matter, and for all the other people who loved Boy as well.
He and Boy had been a neighborhood fixture. Every time Allen had to go to a
job -- there was Boy with him -- sticking out his head in the car's window in
almost all kinds of weather. When Allen came to my house to fix a home
problem- Boy would be in my enclosed back yard -- trying to make his time away
from Allen as enjoyable as possible. But once Allen came out and opened the
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