I received a phone call early this morning from a really good friend of mine and she gave me the news no one wants to get any time of the day. One of my friends from school, a guy I grew up with, had passed away sometime this morning. He was only 21 years old and he had a full life ahead of him; he had been in a coma for over a week, and he finally gave up the fight. He worked on a rig and he took a rather big fall off the floor and he fell anywhere from 25-30 ft. He suffered severe brain trauma and numerous injuries to his body. They kept him in a coma to try and get the brain swelling down but every time it went down and they tried to wake him it would sky rocket back to where it was or get worse. He was a good man, and it's sad that his little boy will never get the chance to know who his father really was.
Just so young...
things we've learned from the movies - - when they're alone, all foreigners prefer to speak English to each other....
I'm so sorry about your friend Katie, never an easy thing to go through and for a little boy to never know his father to top it all off. My thoughts are with his family.
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Its so sad when we lose someone. I feel so sorry for your friends family and for his son. Its really hard to see someone pass away so young.A guy I went to highschool with died yesterday. He was the nicest guy you could have met. He was such a handsome guy.. always smiling. He was on his way up to St. Catherines and pulled over to the side of the road.. and a truck drove by and hit him. So sad. His parents are in Europe.. I don't know if they know yet.
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There was 16 of us in school that were tight, between murder, drugs, and car wrecks and desease, last I knew there was 4 of us left.I dont know about any more, we lost track of each other.One of us lives close to me, I see him around all the time, I know his brother is still around as well.As you get older more people die, Of all the people Iv known through life, at my age of 36, more than half of them are dead.Todd died just a few weeks back, sudden and unforseen of a heart attack, he was in his 40s, appeared healthy, seemed pretty good, a new kid just 4 years old, a new wife, cleaned up and sober for many years now.People die, sometimes from shit that happened years back, Your friend died of a fall. Iv known many climbers Iv enjoyed days at the crag with who died of falls from stupid mistakes, forgetting to tie in, untiying and leaning out for a view, not checking gear, ropes over edges that cut when a fall weighted them.Im more paranod about falls than most people, I used to do saftey for various companys and thats probaly the only reason Im alive with my history of climbing is because Im so paranoid about it that I dont get compliant like most people do. Climbing still scares the shit out of me, if it didnt I wouldnt do it anymore.Sorry to hear such a young kid died, sorrier about his left behind child.
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That is so sad. My thoughts and prayers are with his family.
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I've carried and walked quite a few of my friends and relation to their grave. It's the slow genocide. One day you look around and become conscious of just how many of your friends and family are gone. Then you watch as the numbers left slowly dwindle. If your lucky, and fate smiles on you, one day you'll look around and there's nobody left but the younger budding epoch that doesn't appreciate, value or understand your experiences and your left isolated and alone in a familiar yet foreign world that long ago forgot your radiate eminence.Like death itself, it's a road we all must travel, seeing our elders and contemporaries disappear. It is natural and we can only beg to the enigmatic mystery to put off this ultimate isolation as long as possible. If anything may be taken from this cruel course of nature, I think, it's this, that they are part of what made us who we are and we are richer more complete beings for calling them granny, dad, wife, friend or simply podner.
There is no punishment. There is no reward. There are only consequences.
I'm very sorry. Something similar has happened to my wife's cousin's husband - a heart attack while training left his upper brain without oxygen for too long, and now the feeding tube and drip has been removed and we are waiting for him to die. It will be the third death in as many months, all close to my age. Death is horrible.
Oddly enough it seems 21 is a popular age to die. I've had 2 cousins die (both in seperate motorcycle accidents) and my brother (suicide) all at that age.
I wonder what % of people make it to 10, 20, 30 etc.
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**Awwww Sis hope you're ok........its sad when anyone passes on but when they are young or/and have young children it seems all the more worse.
My heart goes out to all of you who have lost loved ones.**
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