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motorcyle accident took the life of my first friend. Knew him since we were about knee-high and were best friends up through high-school. We drifted apart and he got into some drugs and I went my own way. It was a shock to hear. I hadn't been in touch with him in a bit. Last time I saw him was when I got gas at my hometown after duck hunting. He wasn't the same person I knew -- the meth had taken care of that.
Supposedly he was 71 days straight until his accident yesterday. His name was Jeff and he was 26.
I'm not sure quite how to deal with this so thanks for putting up with the ramblings. A good friend of mine, and the best man for my wedding coming in June broke the news to me and we just talked about some of the "old times" and shed some tears.
Anyway, going to stay busy with work here, and trying to figure out a variable control set-up at home.
Supposedly he was 71 days straight until his accident yesterday. His name was Jeff and he was 26.
I'm not sure quite how to deal with this so thanks for putting up with the ramblings. A good friend of mine, and the best man for my wedding coming in June broke the news to me and we just talked about some of the "old times" and shed some tears.
Anyway, going to stay busy with work here, and trying to figure out a variable control set-up at home.