I got a call yesterday that no one wants to get. One of my friends passed away on Friday after being involved in a motorcycle accident. This was a dude who I met while working down in Orlando and who became like a brother to me. Those who knew him couldn’t help but love him. Bear was a big teddy bear with a story about everything. He loved his family and most often worked 2 or 3 jobs to support them. His favorite holiday was Halloween. It wasn’t for any demonic reasons, but for the show of it all. He loved to be involved in the show of it all. One of his big dreams was to operate a haunted house and also to have a hearse limo. He wanted to build me a motorcycle shop on part of the planned property. I spent a lot of time talking with Bear and hanging out. One of the cool things about Bear is that you always knew where you stood with him. You knew when he hated you and knew when he loved you. In the time that I knew Bear we talked a lot about spirituality. Bear was really open to talking about spiritual matters and I loved talking with him. Honestly, I think he believed in God and Christ just as much as he believed in the Native American spirituality. But sadly, that doesn’t get a person in Heaven.
Bear was born on December 5th, 1973. Those of you who have hung with me long enough, know of my respect for Walt Disney, who shares Bear’s birthday. Bear was a great dreamer, always dreaming and thinking of something. I’m inspired by dreamers. I’m inspired by people willing to work hard for what they want. Thanks, Bear for inspiring me to go out there are make something of myself.
I haven’t cried in a long time, but yesterday I cried a lot. I went in to share with my wife and I couldn’t speak for a bit. She, of course, started crying before I could say anything. She only met Bear once, but was deeply moved and could only say that we need to do something. I’m not sure what that is yet since we don’t know any details of arrangements. I couldn’t help but praying for his family a lot yesterday. Bear was really a huge family man who took care of his family in many ways, so I’d imagine that we will do something for them.
I guess this is one of my ways of mourning. I’ll miss you, Brother Bear.
