found out this morning that one of my coworkers and friends died last night in a motorcycle accident. Funny how we get to feeling insulated from death. We see it on tv in Isreal and thank God we don't live there, but theres no getting away from it. You have plans, dreams and hopes then your gone. I'm sure as he was riding his bike, a harley by god, he had no idea that he would be gone. He left behind a wife and a little girl, who yesterday afternoon had no idea that their world was about to end. Tomorrow ight I'll have to face them and their family. What can I say? That theres a reason for everything. I'm sure that will be a great comfort. All that girl knows is that her daddy isnt coming home.

Rest easy Chris. I'll miss you.