My friend John passed away last week. Suddenly, and with no warning. Apparently he was working out at the gym and suffered an anuerism.
There was no warning to him or any of us. We called him the Hulk, as he was always really fit looking and really tough. He was not the guy you thought was going to be stricken by something unexpected. John was going to be the guy that lived to 90+.
I met John about 15 years ago. He would come out and ride with us when he first bought a motorcycle. He was a noobie and was just learning. He eventually figured it out and became quite accomplished on his motorcycle.
More importantly he was a great guy. Always smiling, always happy, always friendly. I loved going to races with him. I loved seeing him at races. I will miss that.