You know, in case you needed some bad news for today.
This just makes me very sad. I've ran into him many times, whether on the bridge or on the 14 itself, with his giant basket of different thingamabobs and toys that he'd entertain anyone who passed by with, even on an entirely full bus. The fact that he committed suicide just makes it even harder on me, because he seemed to have such a bright, cheerful spirit. I'm grieved that someone who would go out of his way to bring cheer and amusement to a city would have to die in such a sad way.