This is Angelo. Angelo is developmentaly disabled. He's been working at my property, along with his coaches, for about six months. He works with us as part of the outreach of the non-profit Northwest Center.

Angelo is a hoot. He's sweet and funny and loves to laugh. He also works very hard and enjoys a good can of pop.

The new owners of my property are getting rid of him, effective tomorrow. Apparently after spending $100 million on the purchase of the property, the new owners can't afford charity.

"That's the way it goes" is the way it the decision was described.

I'm going to miss Angelo and his rituals of asking me for a cup of coffee, my glasses, a cigarette (he doesn't smoke and neither do I but he still likes to ask) and other things over and over. I'm going to miss his wild, whole-hearted laughter even more.

He's landing on his feet, though. Another company with a bigger heart than the one I'm under contract to is picking him up as of Friday.

So long, Angelo. I learned a lot from you, pal.