Has there ever been a person in your life who in hindsight you never adequately cherished 'til he/she was gone? Who you would have treated better if you'd known that that final day together would be your last? Who you would have begged to stay? Who you assumed would return to you eventually but as the weeks, months, and years crept on you were faced with the hard realization that the next and only time you'd see them would be in your dreams, because they were never coming back? Whose permanent absence, once finally accepted, hit you like a piano pushed from the window of the top floor of a hedge fund manager's house by a surly pet pig? Then you know how people involved with Bill Gross's Mustache feel today. Once a daily presence on the PIMCO manager's face, the BGM went away for a while but it was assumed not for good because how could that be? Why would that be? It didn't seem possible. And then this happened:
Bloomberg's Tom Keene: When does the mustache come back?
Gross: Never. My wife has finally adjusted, so it's not coming back.
If you never got to say a proper good-bye, if you would have done things differently, if you feel like the wind's been knocked out of you, if you can't bear the thought of being alone tonight, join us as we light a candle in memoriam.
Bill Gross's mustache in deep contemplation
Bill Gross's mustache in an insane asylum
Bill Gross's mustache mustache so stoned it can't feel its face
Bill Gross's angry mustache!
Bill Gross's suicidal mustache
Bill Gross's mustache undressing you with its mind