Facilities guy, Sudan-ese immigrant, one of the nicest guys I've ever met in my life, was found in his apt on the floor last Monday because he didn't show up for work, didn't call in etc. he was off the previous week because he was very sick. Anyway, they took him to the hospital (emergency, then ICU). Diagnostics show high blood sugar (he's overweight) and diabetic. They release him a few days later with advice on how to take care of himself. So he went home to rest. Fast forward to today, found out this morning he passed away. I was so shocked, I'm kinda dazed now because I knew the guy. He's one of the most well-liked employees because he was so cheery. I talked to him quite a lot, saw him all 1.5 years I've been here. I saw him at the hospital the first 2 days he was there (south Austin hospital)…he seemed like he would turn out ok. The guy got his citizenship a few years ago, the whole company celebrated with him… new life in America but I guess God had another say in the matter. It's ironic that he lived through the war in Sudan, got out, and came to America to realize the American dream, only to have diabetes take his life so early.