John - Wanna go out for beers after my sisters wedding crap?
Brad - naw not today. Not feeling great last 2 days.
John - Ok bro, let me know, need to hit the padio soon.
Brad. - You bought last time, my turn...
Above isnt quoted, but was a MSN convo from last night.
At 5:12pm today. A really great friend, and golfing buddy died.
25 fucking years old...............
I just had beers with him on the weekend. He was in perfect health. Walked the golf course. And came to join me for a few beers at our favorite watering hole D'arbys.
Yesterday he learned he had congestive pneumonia.
Today he died. :(
I am crying. And i'm pissed off at the world.
Two things i have never done until about two weeks ago.
This is the second BIG death in 10 days for me. Keith (ex's dad) lead a full and happy life which i thought was cut short. But Brad? 25? Who is in charge of this? And where do i kick their ass?
Fuck god, Fuck the church. I've had it.
Sorry, my last two blogs (last was deleted) arent Cubby like. But i need to vent. As before, i dont want C-cards, Private messages saying sorry. I just felt better after typing last one, hoping to feel the same this time. Sorry if i made anyone sad. I'm still in shock.
If you have a drink with you, help me out.
Cheers Brad. To a very trusting friend, golf buddy, and all around trouble maker. Love you Bro. Cheers...
RIP Brad.
July 20, 1982 - August 29, 2007.
Brad at D'arbys last summer.
:(
