I met Mike at the start of 2nd grade after I arrived with my family in Maryland. He lived a few streets over from me and we rode the same bus through elementary, middle, and high school. We were in many of the same classes and he would drive me to our cross country practices in the year before I got my license.
We were never the closest of friends, just the type of friends who had so much common history that we knew we could rely on each other. When we sat next to each other in Mrs. Pringle’s English class in our final weeks of senior year, Mike helped me engineer the greatest senior prank in the history of Chesapeake High School. As SGA president, Mike had the privilege of writing announcements on special blue pieces of paper given to him by the principal, who would read them to the entire school at the end of the day. One day I asked for one. Always willing to see what kind of shenanigans I could conjure up (the McBride kids had always been a bit infamous in the school), Mike gleefully handed over the coveted piece of blue paper.
What I wrote was purposefully made so subtly bad and offensive as to ensure it would never get past the principal’s review. So imagine how 17-year old me felt as I sat in my AP French class, a month before graduation, my life flashing before my eyes when the principal started reading my fake announcement to the entire school, his quizzical voice stumbling over every sentence until he reached the final word, pausing as the realization hit him as to what he had just said to 2,000 people, all before rapidly ending the announcements. From that day on, the principal reviewed the announcements before reading them to the entire school. As adults, Mike and I had a tacit understanding that, lest we destroy our careers, we would take the specific contents of that fake announcement to our graves.
Unfortunately, I am now the only one to have to keep that secret. Mike passed away last week in his sleep at the age of 50. His obituary shows him presented smartly in the dress uniform of a “full bird” colonel in the US Army Reserves with 30 years of service.
There’s no known cause of death. He was in perfect health, and his heart just stopped. His wife is having an autopsy performed. 50 is too young for a man in great physical health to just die in his sleep.
A few weeks back I noticed a big uptick of death announcements by my social media contacts. My next door neighbor lost his brother and a close friend within three days. Having had inflammatory bowel disease since I was 15 and an ostomy bag since I was 18, it wasn’t unusual to see my fellow ostomate friends around the English-speaking world announce that one of us had died suddenly. But even being hooked into a worldwide network of medically fragile people, such announcements came about once every three to four months. Maybe every six months a grandparent would pass away.
But this was different. My social media feeds suddenly were filled with people offering condolences for losing loved ones. It became so noticeable that about two weeks ago I started keeping a tally.
That’s when my friend Mike died. Mike was the 6th person to die in the first 12 days since I started keeping track. My wife’s aunt was the 7th death, two days later. Four other fathers in their 50s. It’s been 16 days since I started keeping track and there’s already been eight deaths. Among these eight deaths I didn’t count the younger guy I knew from the old neighborhood who was diagnosed with cancer last year.
I can’t say I know what’s going on. The oddest thing is there’s been no causes of death listed for any of these people.
The loudest thing has been the silence among people. Nobody is publicly asking. It’s like nobody wants to know. But in private, we all ask the same thing.
“Were they vaccinated?”
We don’t know. But we know that as an Army reservist, Mike would have been required to be vaccinated. And as a colonel and a leader of men and women, Mike would have led the way and been the first to get the jab.
So why am I writing this if I can’t be certain what happened to my friend? First, because since last year we were warned by vaccine experts that this was going to happen. It didn’t help that these experts were censored and silenced, and now I’m personally noticing a lot of deaths in my social media feeds.
But the second reason… several others have told me they’ve noticed an uptick in deaths as well.
Something is happening, and I don’t want to think about what it could be.
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