In Memoriam

Death is a funny thing. 

I wish that there was more to say than that. Losing someone that you love or that inspires you or that has touched your life in a good way, losing a good person when there are so few, that's a difficult thing. 

I lost one of those people this week. A lot of people in our community lost one of those people. We lost a good man, a genuinely good man, it's impossible to measure how much he'll be missed. Pappy, as everyone so affectionately called him, passed away in his sleep Monday morning. No one saw it coming, he wasn't sick, and he was in his early 60's. He just passed into the next life as peacefully as he existed in this one. 

There is a memorial for Pappy this afternoon. I'm going, of course, as is my brother, and I imagine that the number of attendees will be somewhere is the hundreds. He was a great man, a diverse man that could relate to so many different types of people. 

Death is a terrible, stupid, ridiculous, necessary thing.

And its hurts.

But we live and love and then we die, and all we can do is try to aspire to emulate the people for which we hold such a high regard, and try to be a good people to the people around us.

Death is a funny thing.