Benjamin Lacomb
2/13/82
10/31/08
Today is all saints day! And I lost a friend again!
He was out too late, and in a place he shouldn't have been and most probably, for those of us who knew him, he was running his mouth.
He was shot in the head at close range. Not that he was lost because he has been lost for awhile, but the angels looked away and then turned back and found him in need of transportation to heaven!
It was his time; he put himself in his own time and lost his own life with not enough time to have lived a life too shortly!
He was distracted by his own needs, he fed his own demons and they in turn took what all they needed from him.
Tomorrow his family will place his organs on line to be used by men, women and children who are indeed in need of the healthy organs of an active younger man!
I am sad for myself for not taking more time to learn from him!
I am angry with the fates for stealing him from me
for I did love him as a father loves his wayward son!
He lied, and he thought it was well delivered, he took for himself and expected those around him not to notice, and he loved with the nature and the energy of any young man who is as healthy, vigorous and young as the youth he represented to the rest of us!
Ben I love you and I will remember and miss you even more in the future!
November 1, 2008 4:30 AM Shands hospital, Jacksonville Florida.
Love the person Hate the behavior!
Jeffrey S. Palmer
8/12/72
6/3/09
Mitchell Smith 
Richard Constintine
Does it get easier to remember friends and family as more and more of them give fact to that grim reaper and loose to their wiles?
Just like in Hollywood it happens by beautiful angels and beautiful lights, and somehow more people have come back and told the world about its self and it's needs for continued support!
Richard Constantine was soft for a person of such talents.
When we were in 7th grade I remember just sitting in the school auditorium and
listening to him practice on the concert piano! He was not a leader, he was a wonderful supporter!
We were not angels, we were young and filled with the blood of vinegar and smiles of honey.
I can not list or even desire to list the trouble that we had wrought as we grew to understanding and
social introspections!
We camped to the letter of that way for the summer times we spent exploring our world to use that oh so important time to ready us of each for their history much later on. He died
of the plague in San Francisco in the spring of the year, and
when his brother informed me in the spring time of my summer,
I cried for myself for not having the ability to remember such a prince of men
in time to tell him so many very important things.
Richard I know that you loved and were loved,
but that does not make your passing any easier that are left behind.
I hope you are waiting for me!