Today I found out that my friend, Roy, passed away overnight. When I found out, I was shocked and saddened. I cried. He'd contracted cancer a few months back. He's about the same age as me. I never imagined that the cancer would be something he couldn't nor wouldn't conquer. Anyway, as part of my method of coping, here are a few of my remembrances of my Brave Buddy.
- His southern twang
- His goatee
- His Atlanta Braves fanaticism
- His zeal for the Gospel of Jesus Christ
- His love for his wife, adopted son (who didn't seem adopted), and blood daughter (who wasn't supposed to be possible)
Roy was braver than me. I'll miss you, buddy.
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