I lost a close friend just yesterday; he was only 39! What???? How does that happen; how does life work this way. He was way too young….a husband and father of two young children. Did I say he was only 39? I’m 42 and this is the first time I’ve lost a close friend. I’ve lost a Grandfather and Great Grandfather but they lived much longer lives; the latter into his mid-90’s. While it’s never easy, someone living a full life at least makes sense but someone who is only 39 I just don’t get. Myself and 5 of my close friends went to visit the family last evening. I realized long ago that our “group” is special. Not very many people can say that they still regularly spend time with friends they went to high school with; enough friends to fill 3-4 tee times on a given summer weekend. No, we aren’t able to do it as often due to family, kids, work, etc. but when we do, boy is it fun! I know now we have another reason to golf in the summers; because one of my friends already suggested that we have an annual golf outing to go towards our friends children’s college fund. This is LEADERSHIP at its finest; paying it forward to those in need. I love this “group” of friends and feel so fortunate to know that one day, hopefully many, many years from now when I pass that they’ll be there for my family too. R.I.P. my friend. We love you brother!