Its stange when you lose a cousin. I lost one of my first cousins last week. Growing up you see a lot more of each other than when you get older. I hadn't seen him for a long time. He was only 47 but had a real bad problem with alcohol and was on anti-depressants. Not a good combo. He was pretty successful in the music biz, and his partner came back to their recording studio from lunch and he was lying dead on the floor.
