I'm a little down today, one of my good friends, ex-coworker and a neighbor died last night. Bill was 48, (I'm 49). He had been fighting the adverse effects of radation treatment for testicular cancer treatments in 1987. The cancer had spread to other areas before it was treated and the massive doses of radation required had damaged his heart. Cause of death will likely read congestive heart failure.
HVAC was the first I'm aware of to make the observation "This ain't no practice life". Bill lived this simple rule. He was the state Saddle Bronc champ in "76". Lost a index finger while roping steers after he sold his bucking saddle. Bought a $20,000 bass boat (no way he could afford that I told him) and won some money fishing while having a good time. He helped me build my barn, I helped him build his. Oh and he had a new Dodge Cummins diesel back in 91 when Dodge wasn't cool.
I guess the point of all this aimless rambling is that we all need to make the most of our days. They are a finite number.
This ain't no practice life.
Ronnie
[This message has been edited by moparguy (edited 02-09-2001). ]
HVAC was the first I'm aware of to make the observation "This ain't no practice life". Bill lived this simple rule. He was the state Saddle Bronc champ in "76". Lost a index finger while roping steers after he sold his bucking saddle. Bought a $20,000 bass boat (no way he could afford that I told him) and won some money fishing while having a good time. He helped me build my barn, I helped him build his. Oh and he had a new Dodge Cummins diesel back in 91 when Dodge wasn't cool.
I guess the point of all this aimless rambling is that we all need to make the most of our days. They are a finite number.
This ain't no practice life.
Ronnie
[This message has been edited by moparguy (edited 02-09-2001). ]