A friend of mine passed away on Saturday.
He’d suffered from cancer. He was 50. With a young family. Cruelty beyond comprehension.
Almost 20 years ago another of the same small group of school mates was taken in his early 30’s. Again cancer. He had absolutely no chance.
We left school as a tight knit bunch of 5 boys. Now we are three.
What’s left? For me, sadness and determination.
I’ll do what I can to provide for my family, and I’ll run in the knowledge that I am helping to take care of myself.
And to my friend Gary, who died in 1996, I’d like to say thank you. He guides me and he helps me to put things in perspective.
He’s my best friend.