locomark

So, being 1500 miles from home seems to have more drawbacks than I thought. Aside from missing friends and family, and not being on familiar ground...I find myself missing out on all the little things and some big things too!!!

Got a phone call last nite that one of my former co-workers was killed in a motorcycle accident. He was a family man, a hardworker, and prolly one of the nicest people I've ever met. He was headed to work on a country highway when a drunk crossed into his lane and hit him head on. It saddens me that he's gone, but even more so since he leaves behind a 13 yr old son. Services are today back in Texas...guess I'll have to take some moments through the day to say prayers for him and his family.

This will be the third funeral I've missed this year. Wasn't able to say goodbye to Uncle Tony..the cancer took him to quick and couldn't afford a ticket. My friend from high school, Capt. Mike Dodson, died while piloting a B-52 bomber in celebration of Guam's Independence from Japan. Now, missing Big Paul's memorial services. I know those events are kinda sad, but I would have at least liked to have been there to pay my respects.