Indeed, A Life Well Spent.

Such was Batz's life. A friend, a brother, a role model, a fisherman. He belonged to the sea and that is where he came back to. Who knows how it may have happened. I imagine it like so:

Batz went out fishing like he usually does on a random Monday. As he delves into sea with his little kayak, a cloud assembles over his head and from it, a voice emmits - 'Batz! Come here, we need your help, ASAP'. Startled, Batz looks at the sky only to gaze upon a speaking cloud.

ALthough full knowing how many humans he could have helped through out his lifetime, nevertheless, Batz acquiesces to God's request and transports upstairs. The things you do for love.

Thank you for the good times brother man, my prievelage.

Iyar