Thread: The last hot rod..........

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Over the years, I have had to witness the passing of, not only some of our older friends and family, but many who left us far too young. Of those youngsters deaths, some were health related... some were military... some were accidents... and some were just the "dumb things" that young men can do.

I have tried to find some knowledge gained... or the benefit to us, that they traded their life for.... or a greater understanding of life.... or the chance to celebrate their story and "the good times shared". Somehow it's easier to deal with it if the positives are there.

Growing old, and dying of natural causes, seems far less tragic for me now.

I've mentioned this before, but a few years ago I went to a memorial service for a good friend of my then girl friend. At first it was the strangest thing I had encountered because funerals to me were always sad, crying affairs. This one was different. They had gospel singers, and everyone was upbeat and telling stories of her life. The Reverend summed it up by saying "we are happy for her that she has crossed over into a better place, but sad for ourselves for our loss."

It didn't make any sense to me then, but looking back on it maybe that is the way it should be. Your friend is no longer suffering with his illness, and having friends like you Bob and his loved ones are something that I'm sure he thought about right to the end. That's pretty much all any of us can hope for.

Don

you guys are lucky .. i lost my best friend nearly 30 years ago .. way too young ..

Bob,
I will re post this, because I think the poem was so special. He is a great man.
Ken

Glad you did Ken, it's something special.............I hope it gives you some peace. Cheers, not tears.

Ken...that poem is enough to bring a lump to the throat.
Beautiful.

Bob.... thankyou for sharing your loss with us, yes I also have a similar story of loss and what everybody else has written has been helpful to my memories of my friend Graeme...
Ken.... thanks for posting that poem,it is so beautiful and I can imagine Graeme cruisin in his jailbar on that same golden highway.
Cheers to the both of you....

Life can sure have it's difficult times, and the loss of such a close friend can leave a slow healing wound that may never heal if it weren't for the fond memories that one clings to as life goes on. Bob, hang onto those memories and get through this. And remember that this is the guy that was such a good friend, that you let him talk you into selling your '32! I hope he gave you a ride home! Our thoughts are with you. Take care.

Bob, sorry to hear about the loss of your good friend...Just buried one
of my friends 10 days ago, and the older I get the more funerals I seem
to go to...It is nothing like having a true friend, and as I read these coments
I can see that there are many good, true, and honest friends in this club.