Oh, the stars were out last night. Brisk wind and deep sorrow kept me from gazing. Imagine, getting that phone call...
Heartbroken, on her sixteenth birthday.
She thought she had been keeping a countdown to her birthday, but it would turn out to be the worst day o(more)f her young life. He's not going to be there to see her excel in her athletics (which he dearly loved to watch), graduate from her outstanding prep school, take anymore steps towards the amazing life she's heading for.
He was a second dad to me. I practically lived at their house every other day for 10 years. I miss seeing their family everyday, and I surely miss you Mike.
Rest in peace Mr. D. You are loved by everyone around you.