Gone Too Soon

Earlier today, I attended a memorial service for a classmate of mine who lost a long, arduous battle with a brain tumor. I had first heard of my friend Duane's cancer last year, and the last time I saw him was at a well-attended benefit back in October. While we weren't close friends, I was glad to donate to such a worthy cause.

The memorial was very well-done, and I think hardly anyone wasn't choked up at one time or another during it. It also made me think of my old ad director JR and my uncles Jack and Ray, two other recent casualties to cancer. Cancer really is a nasty damn disease - it affects the lives of so many of us, and it doesn't discriminate by age, sex or race.

I think another classmate died in a farm accident in Wyoming or Montana several years back, so Duane was only the 2nd classmate who had passed away in our class of over 160. With our 20-year high school reunion coming up this summer, I know that plenty of us will be thinking of our lost classmate. I'm sure he'll be there with us in spirit, though, smiling down at us from heaven.

Duane was only 38 when he died, a few months older than me. Thinking about this fact over the weekend made me realize how precious life is, and how it can be taken away at any moment. 38's too young to die of a brain tumor in my opinion, but like I said before: cancer doesn't discriminate. Take some time to enjoy the company of your loved ones this Easter weekend - I know I will too. Until later, take care and be well!