Wednesday night I watched a****** showin off on his crotch rocket flip three times without a helmet and walk away without a scratch. Later that night one of my best friends fell down the stairs and died today of brain trauma. Just wanted to say tonite that life follows no form. All I know is I gotta enjoy it for all its worth, and hit a shot of tequila to remember the guy who was like my brother...
My condolences...things happen for a reason, many times you don't understand them...stay strong. Greg
As your brother, I am shedding a tear. Dad told me about it today. Johan(SP?) was a good pal of yours, sorry to hear he had to leave us so young.
You're right...Life has no form, at least none WE can decipher. I'm sorry for your loss, Todd. I worked with a fine guy that didn't come to work one Monday morning. Turns out he did the same thing at his daughter's house.
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