Today my good friend and brother Curtis Leonard may finally rest in peace. His murderer, the piece of shit who shot and killed him while robbing a store was convicted of murder in the first degree and will most likely be sentenced to death.As my friends and and i were sitting in Chima Brazilian Steakhouse having lunch were called back to the courtroom. It was sobering to think that if not for the killer John S Lane who we sat face to face to with in court for the last week, Curtis would most likely have been enjoying lunch with us, his friends. When we buried Curtis over the three days he lay in state, over 1000 people came to pay respects, cry, and show him the love we all felt for our most worthy brother. I had the privelege to address the shocked crowd who came from far and near to mourn his untimely death. How many of us will ever have that many people come to pay their last respects for us? This is testament to how many people Curtis had touched, impacted in a positive way. As I sat with my friends, and his sister and mother, all of us had a hard time keeping the tears from our eyes. Now we are men, and it takes alot to make us feel that way. But how often do we lose a brother in the prime of his life, and see retribution served right in front of us? I am emotionally spent right now, we all thought we'd party into the night, but as the thought that not only one family but now two is feeling the loss of a son, it became harder to celebrate. I have a link to Curtis' pic, for those of you who would like to leave a prayer or comment. God Bless you Curtis!
