WTF, Doug?

Every morning for the last several years, I would pass Doug Munneke, from our sales staff, in the hall at work and say "What the f, Doug?"  And he would reply, "What the f, Baxter?".

This was our way of saying "good morning."  Every morning, 5 days a week.

Not this morning.

Doug died suddenly over the weekend. 

As a human being, Doug was the best of the best.  Great sense of humor and a very kind man.  I thought Doug was a pretty cool guy.  Whether or not Doug knew that, I guess, I'll never know.

Things can change in a second.   He'll be greatly missed.

What the f, Doug?  RIP