Heartbroken

I usually try to keep this blog positive and upbeat but today I need to share something with you that is tragic and sad. Last night my Dad's best friend was shot and killed in a home invasion robbery. Just by chance, I happened to be in town visiting the family. I was with my Dad when we went to the crime scene... I was with him as we were escorted to the Sheriff's Office so that he could make a statement and find out what had happened.. and I was by his side at the hospital when they finally told us that Lloyd had died. Lloyd was such a beautiful soul - the kind of guy that would give you the shirt right off of his back. A big teddy-bear kind of a guy with a really kind heart. He and my Dad met at a time in their lives when they both needed a friend - they were both diabetics, trying to hold onto their health.. making the best of lives that have been filled with pleasures and disappointments. They both had shiny new Harleys that they would ride around together, despite the aches and pains.. popping in to see children and grandchildren and friends. Two aging Easy Riders enjoying the feeling of freedom and the wind on their faces. My heart just aches knowing that some motherfucker stole Lloyd away from us, not thinking about how much he meant to those of us that loved him.

I hope you're on one hell of a fantastic ride now, Big Guy. We're really going to miss you.