Monday, March 30, 2009

goodbye florida, hello... funeral?

i'm sad.
i hate deaths.

my friend's dad got into an accident on vacation in mexico, and he passed away.
he was my basketball coach in the best years of my sport, 6th-8th grade.
he was the man who taught me how to play volleyball.
i never saw him without a smile on his face or excitement in his voice.
he was always that crazy dad looking for his next thrill.
he was awesome.

i just feel horrible that i don't know her as well as i used to.
i just wish i could do something for her.

for now all i can do is pray.

r.i.p. mr. piechocki.

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