I like this guy. He is about 6 to 8 years older than my kids and I began seeing his gigs on cable over the last 15 years.

It is hard to gage the issue concerning time in these days. I mean, you might pick up something on cable that is fifteen years old and not even know it is a decade and a half ago.

Louis CK has fun discussing his new family. Louis CK had his life and his riffs change forever.

Comics change, if they are worth a damn.

And Patton Oswalt changed, forever.

I recall a gig where he discussed how happy he was that he found the love of his life! (2005?)
Years later, much of his discussion revolved around his little baby girl.

One speech had to do with his little girl when he took her to a cafe.

So he gets to the Starbucks and the two sit a table and share a coffee and whatever was appropriate for a 4 year old.

And this Black man, an old man who was bald with a whitish beard sat down next to them.
Precious said:
LOOK DADDY, A MONKEY!

hahahahahahah​

Daddy did not know what to do.

So he picked up Precious and ran for the door and out to the car.
hahahhahaha

​Later on, the two (like my son and his Precious might do) enjoyed A disney flick.
And the favorite character of Precious showed up.  That is the bald monkey with a whitish beard.

hahahhaha
I dunno, this just got to me, deep deep deep into my heart.

Well, recently Patton lost his truest Precious, the love of his life; his wife from some unknown cause--as of yet.

(I edit this because of Matt's comment (infra). For some reason cancer had been on my mind.)

http://observationdeck.kinja.com/michelle-mcnamara-writer-and-wife-of-patton-oswalt-ha-1772668389
And at the age of 46, I do not know how my favorite comic might handle this.

And this sudden death of his beloved must have sent Mr. Oswalt into a spin.

This man had fame and fortune and a fantastic family life.

He has been a producer and a director and an actor in film and TV.

He has been at the top of his game as a stand-up of course.

He has battled with depression for decades. 

How will he handle this?

He lost the love of his life and yet, his primary purpose in life is to take care of his little Precious.
I know, thousands and hundreds of thousands of folks lose their loved ones every goddamn year through war and mayhem and disease and famine....

But I really feel for Patton.

I told my daughter over the phone the other day that THESE ARE THE DAYS.

I told her to remember these days when she and her hubby and her brother and her three nieces were safe and healthy.

All the adults are employed and the mortgages are up to date and everyone is well fed and well clothed and there are no creditors beating down their doors.

Life is not always thus.

Sometimes little things compel us to catastrophe.

But the bigger things, might send us into Hades.

That is all I got.

Except I really, really feel bad for Patton and I hope he is doing better and better as the years go on and he cares for his little Precious, the Precious his lovely wife left to him.

Oh there was one song that got to me as I thought about all of this.

And it is while I watch Louis CK on Charlie Rose tonight.

And I thought about this song in connection with Patton's loss