A dear, dear friend of mine was taken away from our family merely hours ago. When my parents told me to sit down, they have some bad news, I braced myself for whatever they could say. I didn't brace myself hard enough. My world has been rocked by the death of my pastor, Bill Shaw. I am an atheist, in a family of God-fearing people who would every sunday go to listen to one of the most devout people I knew. And yet, despite our beliefs, he was one of the closest people in my life. He was more than a friend, he was family. I am still dumbfounded by the fact that I was helping build a house with him for the ASP in West Virginia a mere 2 weeks ago. He had been giving his life to the poor there for more than 16 years, and God knows what else for even longer. In loving memory of one of the funniest, smartest, most kind-hearted people to ever bring color to this dying world:
I salute you.
I love you.
And I will NEVER forget you.
Thank you for everything.
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Mood:
Sadness