To Others We Are…. jh
What is it we really remember about people we meet along our
fumbling way through life….
My life has afforded me the opportunity to get to know
THOUSANDS of young people. It’s amazing the little things that help me remember
so many of them.
A guy that was a student at my school, and about 10 years
younger than me, passed away this week. It has me thinking about what it is
that STAYS with us as we meet so many.
I remember the youthful football player from loud Friday
nights under the stadium lights. We had a number of occasions to socialize and
swap chit chat over the years. We weren’t close, but I looked at him as the
type who would lend you a hand if you needed one. He never seemed grumpy, and
he always acted glad to see you. He was a really big man with an even bigger
smile.
He married, had kids, divorced. He built a business and
worked hard. Even the new husband of his ex-wife spoke highly of him. Now, he’s
gone-- too young-- from a heart attack.
I’m sure he’ll be sadly missed by many because he left such
a good, warm impression with those who even casually knew him. And, for those
who REALLY knew him, I’m sure he left many fond memories. They now must reflect
on those memories….and treasure them. I’m remembering you today, Keith, in my own
small way.
