You never knew him, he was a work colleague of mine, a friend. Dependable, helpful, one of the good guys. At least ten years younger than me with a wife, children and family. Yesterday he went to sleep, and never woke up.
The photo is from one of London's Victorian cemeteries, from an age when they thought appearances were all important.
In the words of someone much older and wiser than I - there is never a right time.