There can be no doubt that he was a special case, but nobody knew it.
Whereas most people understood perfectly well how past events have come and gone, along with the concept that future events were likely to take place; he didn’t… In fact, for him, he knew only the present. This state of constant nowness was all that was real to him; all that existed. In most respects this state of affairs hardly impinged upon what was seen to be a perfectly ordinary life. Those around him only experienced the occasional odd moments when there seemed to be something a little off, a touch of something not quite right, an elusive notion that whatever it was, no finger could be placed upon it.
It was he alone that saw his meeting and marrying his schoolgirl sweetheart, having three children, his watching them scatter to the world creating their own lives, his wife succumbing to cancer, his working life coming to an end and his recent diagnosis of something unstoppable that was about to have him yield to the end of it all, all in the same moment. No one would see that this was happening. No one would be aware that this elderly gentleman had lived with this condition. Only he knew that when that inevitable moment came it would be the exact same now that he had ever known.
For him, it was all timeless.