I knew the second I saw the call-back message of a childhood friend I hadn't heard from in years, it would be bad news.
One of "the gang" was found dead. Hung himself in the woods after years of alcoholism and chronic pain from an injury.
I'm angry because he fell off the face of the Earth and no-one knew where he was or what was going on in his life. If I had known, I'd have helped him at least financially or just been a friend if that is all he needed. Something. Anything.