Jeffrey H. Cohen, 70; this year's first politicobit!

He had a great smile and all his teeth were still his. ... Jeffrey would ask that in lieu of flowers, please do not vote for Donald Trump. (H/T Peter Elikann)

Douglas White, 68, left his mark on a city

Dougie, guardian and protector of this fair city, loved his job whether it was haunting his driveway in full Halloween regalia in July, running the roads on his souped-up bike (aka the Ghost Rider), singing the oldies at the car show, collecting bottles, playing ball with the neighborhood kids, discussing the latest (and by latest I mean rerun) of Leave It to Beaver or Green Acres, or visiting with his beloved "constituents" and partaking in their food. (H/T Peter Elikann)

William Fink, 46, migrated to the Cloud

William Ralph "Bill" Fink, 46, of Belleville, Ill., born July 28, 1969, in Belleville, Ill., encountered an unhandled exception in his core operating system, which prematurely triggered a critical "STOP" condition on Wednesday, Dec. 16, 2015. ... Diagnostics indicated multiple cascading hardware failures as the root problem. Though his hardware has been decommissioned, Bill's application has been migrated to the Cloud and has been repurposed to run in a virtual machine on an infinite loop.

Steven Charles Buckingham, flossed his teeth daily

Steve flossed his teeth daily; he did not put Q-tips into his ear canal; he filed the family taxes in a timely manner; he used his blinker when driving, although he was less observant of speed limits; Steve always ate breakfast (Raisin Bran Crunch, black coffee), respecting the most important meal of the day. (H/T) Claudia Hearn

Donna Rogers, 58, Fairfield County to the end

The Rogers family kindly requests that guests in attendance wear their favorite Lilly Pulitzer or Vineyard Vines outfits (no black please) in Donna's honor. (H/T Peter Elikann)

Richard Buckman, 75, feisty to the end

In lieu of flowers, please do not vote for Hillary. (H/T Jeanie DeSantis)

"The Lonely Death of George Bell"

Yet death even in such forlorn form can cause a surprising amount of activity, setting off an elaborate, lurching process that involves a hodgepodge of interlocking characters whose livelihoods flow in part or in whole from death.