That kid you grew up with. That guy. You’ve known him since you can remember. His kid brother, too. K-12. Little League. First guy to get a motorcycle. Hung with the rowdy crowd but unfailingly polite to others. Guy you wanted on your side in a fight… and you never doubted he’d be there.
Great athlete. The kid every other kid in the neighborhood looked up to. Blue collar. Dad, Navy WW2. Mom, Kentucky born & raised. Both gone now.
Off to Vail after High School to build houses all summer & ski all winter. Tired of using a front-end loader to clear his driveway of snow after five years, moved home to Pasadena. Married. Divorced. Said he wished his wife had just gone to a sperm bank. Two kids. Girls. Both out of USC now. On their own. Successful
Camping bud. Backpacking bud. That guy. Played a couple years on your softball team.
That guy and his kid brother were going to drive down to Phoenix Sunday morning. The kid brother was coming out to see the new place I’d just helped him move into three weeks ago in Prescott after he’d stayed here a week while & my wife house-hunted, then again when moving in and awaiting his stuff. Retiring? Or just the economic change and unable to find good work the last year? Who knows?
He sold his OC condo & moved to AZ.
I’m too young not to do something. Home Depot? Lowes? Was going to hit the local skate ring to see if they had some amateur hockey; he was a player and a youth coach.
But then he didn’t respond to facebooks from my wife regarding Sunday’s schedule. His brother in Orange County couldn’t reach him. I couldn’t raise him. No one had talked to him in a couple of days. He hadn’t felt well when his brother talked with him three nights ago.
Cops. Drive-by health check. My wife hopped in the truck and headed to Prescott while I was packing for a now-cancelled dive weekend in LA with my son.
Birthday last week. 63.
That guy. The one who became your best friend. The one you have known, literally a lifetime. The guy you laughed with and shook hands two weekends back as you left. All moved in.
See ya in a bit.
The weekend will suck.