
11-17-2005, 01:45 PM
My best friend growing up I hadnt seen in almost 13 years...we moved away when I was 10.
I saw his parents at my work one day and Next thing I know they come in 2 weeks later and tell me hes dead from a car accident and the next time I saw him was at his funeral.
I met so many guys I used to hang out with on that block at that funeral.
It was amazing they still remembered me and I was fine at the funeral untill I saw a collage they had of old pictures of him growing up and saw so many of us together as kids. I broke down right there. its a shame that it happens, true friends are hard to come by.
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