Life's too short....

I woke up yesterday a.m., to an posting made by my friend in NYC. I grew up with her in SoCal and knew her family well. She let us know that her brother, a friend of mine, passed away this past Saturday and that the services would be today. Needless to say, I was deeply saddened, in a state of shock, and trying my hardest to find out if this was true.

Since graduating high school, several close childhood friends and kids in the neighborhood have passed. Most people I know can't relate to that, but growing up there has been said to even be a curse on our area high schools because of the number of deaths.

CH was truly a great person and a fantastic human being. He was a police officer for the Inglewood PD, a loving husband, son and brother. I have memories of him walking around in the same jacket all the time, a baseball cap down low on his face, and being a good guy.

Life truly is too short, and once again it takes a tragedy to learn that. Too may young folks I know have passed. It reminds me to enjoy life to the fullest and appreciate every second you have on this planet CH was only 28 when the accident happened. My thoughts are with the family...