It's been a wild weekend. Belle got home late Friday afternoon. Her brother survived surgery and is doing well in recovery. We hosted a club practice on Saturday. One of our oldest friends was there to shoot.
Bill is a founding member of the club. If the doors are open, he is there. He had a scare with prostate cancer a couple of years ago, but beat it with treatment. It slowed his draw down a lot and he has been working on his speed. On Saturday, he was showing his old style, and making hits in the high 4s. About one o'clock he took off his revolver and went home.
Bill's wife called on Sunday morning. Saturday night, Bill had a heart attack and died. Just like that. Gone. It's been two days and I'm still processing the news.
It was a cray weekend. I need to take my suit to the cleaners, and I'll do that tomorrow. I'll soon have a funeral to attend.
Losing a friend is always hard, but the memories will keep him alive in your heart.
ReplyDeleteOur condolences on losing a close friend. I hope his family and friends honor memories of his past.
ReplyDeleteCondolences, but he at least got one more round in! Remember the good!
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