A little taken back to read of the passing of one of our high school friends who died unexpectedly this morning. Anyone who passes away at the age of 51 should be noted as being "unexpectedly."
Hated the news, reflected fondly on his life and our times together (he actually was going out with Connie to our brand new McDonald's in our hometown of Wilmington when Bob was there with another girl. Afterward, he suggested we meet at a party the next night and switch dates.) But more, it was a time to reflect on the old phrase, "you just never know" what tomorrow brings. No one guarantees there will be a tomorrow. Live today like it could be your last.
R.I.P. Beamer.
Life is all about "the stories".
This is ours from our RV somewhere in the U.S.
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