The LAST time

I had hoped to share 100’s of pictures, and stories about my last few days in Houston, and my subsequent arrival in Las Vegas.  I wanted to to share videos that we made while we were sharing that ceremonious first bottle of wine that you have when you are welcoming someone into a new home or new phase of their life.  I wanted to tell you about the christening of the grill at the new house, but instead I am here sharing my tears….and

I am asking for a moment of silence.

When I woke about in Las Vegas, (eight hours after saying goodbye )  it was to an explosion of missed phone calls and texts from Kristina (dan’s wife).  Honestly I thought maybe I had mistakenly taken the keys to the rental with me, or they couldn’t find something that I had unpacked…..  I read the last text that said…”CALL ME ASAP, Dan is in the hospital.

I curiously wondered if he did really ride the motorcycle off the truck like I wanted to do, and maybe broke a bone or something…. When Kristina answered, I did not expect to hear, “Grace Dan died”

I don’t have any answers, instead I have a hundred questions.

Dan just turned 46 in April.  Did I mention I just hugged him 8 hours ago?!?!?  He grabbed a cup of coffee that morning, went out to the garage to have a cigarette, and collapsed.

The hospital is performing an autopsy and the family that just packed up their whole lives to start a fresh one, lost their “ROCK”.  If you are a religious person, please say a prayer for them,  if you are not please take a moment of silence to help me honor my friend.  If you like Beer, maybe have a couple of those too?

Thank you for reading and allowing me to share this with you.