Mike Quesenberry posted this on Instagram and Facebook about 2 hours ago if you haven't seen it:
'I lost a dear friend yesterday, Bruce “Bing” Bingenheimer. We spent quite a bit of time together. We would get together at my away-from-home terminal in Elko and hangout in his shop, or have breakfast and talk knives, on a weekly basis. We’d bring current projects that we were working on and do show-and-tell right in the restaurant; at times getting some strange looks from the waitress.
He arrived at my house on Wednesday afternoon and we spent the day making Damascus. Thursday we spent the day working on a prototype flipping dagger that excited us both. After spending all day working together on the design, we realized it wasn’t going to work and called it quits. We headed in for the day around 4:30.
After dinner around 8:30, while watching TV, I saw his eyes get heavy and close. He said shortly there after, “Did I snore?” I said, “No.” He said, “ Marilyn tells me I’m snoring and it’s time for bed”. We chuckled a bit and decided to say good night as we had an early day on Friday.
The next morning I got up at 4am, fully expecting to see him up and ready to go on account we had an early flight to Arizona where we were both going to be teaching classes.
My dear friend passed peacefully in the middle of the night. I hope this doesn’t come across as a selfish statement, but I consider myself very fortunate to get to spend his last couple days doing the things that we enjoyed together. I’ll miss you terribly my friend.
I’ll post information on services as they become available.'
I can't imagine what Mike is going through. Prayers are with him and his family, as well as with Bing's family.