Yesterday at around 5:30pm, one of my absolute best friends of over 18 years passed away suddenly and without warning from a massive heart attack at 33 years old. He had no history of health issues, was in reasonable shape, was a regular blood donor, and didn't abuse any substances. His death has paralyzed our extremely close group of high school friends, and we're all having all hard time understanding how and why something like this could happen to such a genuine, selfless, and perpetually happy person.
After spending some time with his family last night, I went home and, in the midst of some good friends and excellent company, lit up an Angel's Anvil, with thanks to ATL, as a fitting tribute to my departed friend, who I have shared many a cigar with over the years. Rest in peace, Bill. I don't know what we're going to do without you.
After spending some time with his family last night, I went home and, in the midst of some good friends and excellent company, lit up an Angel's Anvil, with thanks to ATL, as a fitting tribute to my departed friend, who I have shared many a cigar with over the years. Rest in peace, Bill. I don't know what we're going to do without you.
