Received a phone call last night..
A very dear friend of the families was killed in a motorcycle accident in Texas on Monday.
Was out running errands, hit some debris in the road, and went approx 20 ft, landed on his head.
Died upon impact.... the bike went approx 225 ft.
Our local coroner arrived at his wife's house, here in town (as he was down there for his job)
to notify her.
She was headed to see him on Tuesday, and he was coming home w/in the next few weeks.
She had just spoke to him an hour prior to his death.
Please explain to me, how a man can be taken so quickly?
There are derelicts of society sitting in our prisons, roaming our streets, that continue to take the breath that you and I breath..... and yet, death takes the life of a man, who was truly good!
The wife has to fly to Texas, pick up his ashes, and bring them home.
Carry her husbands ashes onto the plane, and then put the "box" under the seat.
I can not fathom her agony. I know how I feel, and he wasnt my soul mate....
My heart goes out to the family..
Words can not express the loss...
I will see you on the other side..
Have your "scooter" ready.. we will go for a ride, you can drive.. :)