It is fair to say that he was a nobody.
He had never felt the need to be remembered. There are those among us that dearly want to leave a mark on the world or have a burning need to make a difference. He was not one of them. In truth, he had no desire to be an active member of his community. His parents had both passed on and he’d never married. He had considered owning a pet, but it had never happened. He knew very few people. There are nonentities out there that are quite comfortable with their lack of importance. It has never been fully appreciated that hermits live among us.
Then, one evening, this unknown man, in an unknown town, in an unknown apartment, in an unknown room, in an unknown bed, at an unknown time, passed away in a state of perfect contentment.
