10.12.2010

AND THEN THERE WAS ONE

I would like to take a moment to apologise to my followers and occasional readers. Over the last few weeks I have been distracted from this blog and other activities.
Starting around a year ago my best friend had a bout with the bottle that brought his world to crumble around him. I drove over a two hundred miles a day to be with him during his rehab. A few months back he caved. And thirty days has passed since I last saw him. We never went a day without seeing or at least speaking. Now, we never will again.
Damon -- I'm mad as hell at you, but you will always know - I love you.


Another  friend, passed from this world Friday morning. Bill Arnett, aka - poacher. Poacher was a true character of the old world. Toughest man I've ever known. He once hit a deer on his motorcycle, crawled a half mile home on a gravel road and sewed his busted head back together. We found his bike the next day, then found him. God, he was lucky just to survive the wreck. He never went to the Doc for "attention" -- as he would say. Well lack of that "attention" caught up to him. And caught up with a vengeance. Three wks ago, he was bit by some sort of spider on his foot. It swelled to the point he wanted a wheel chair. A friend that he called, was bringing it to him. Less than 12 hours later, the friend, knocked and yelled, called and then busted in Poacher's door. In his bed he lie. A single gun shot to the head. I guess the pain was to much. Or maybe the infection had made him mad. He had lost three toes and the skin had split multiple times. Should get the results back from Dallas today.
Poacher -- I will always remember your warm smile and that hint of gentle craziness in your eye.


And finally,  a friend who I met at a bar some yrs. back. He looked like a Kibbler elf with a Thyroid condition. He simply reached out and said "Hi, I'm KD". Well - he was told he has only days left. After complaining to the Docs at the VA for yrs., he finally told them to stick it. He awoke one night in so much pain, his wife drove him to the hospital. The doc there told him "his choice of life style - the beer, 2 packs a day and other "spirits" could be what his pain was about". KD, not being one to take speeches lightly, quit squeezing the doc's head and demanded a MIR. Moments later a complete staff of Docs walked in. He got the news. Nothing left but pain management. At his living wake, he said something that will live within me forever, " Wherever you are , reach out and talk to the guy next to you, we all need that. To be talked with. You'll never know what a few kind words and laughs will do for someone. After all, that is how we met."
KD -- I love you and will miss you most of all. I am honored you spoke to me that day so many years back.



This song goes out to you three.

11 comments:

Red said...

Hey Shark. My condolences. I'm sorry you lost some good pals. I really am. (((HUGSfromTX)))

LandShark 5150 said...

Thanks Red -- I have had friends come and go in my life. These are some that will leave taking part of me with them.

innominatus said...

Wow, that's a tough patch you've gone through. I can relate somewhat, as booze took my dad when I was 22.

fuzzys dad said...

I am sorry to hear of your loss.

bluepitbull said...

I don't have the words. You've had a rough year. God is with you, though.

LandShark 5150 said...

Thanks guys -- really, thanks.
After a re-read of this post I must make an edit. My friend Damon is still walking this earth. He has just shut me from his life. I pray he will find his way home. But he left me. I defended his actions that he had took. I may have been wrong in doing so but he is my friend and we can work it out. In the biker world, some things are better left unsaid. My other club bros know my actions where for him and that loyalty is a double edged sword. And I'd draw it again. He just left me hanging and shut me away. The club is with me but, honestly, although that fact, I'd do it again. He is my best friend. The rest lies in his hands.
Can't say it enuff. Thanks guys!

Red said...

Still, whether they are alive and shut you out or have passed on, losing friends one way or another still hurts. Hang in there Shark ;-)

commoncents said...

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR POSTING THIS!

Steve
Common Cents
http://www.commoncts.blogspot.com

Red said...

Augh. Stupid Steve at CC strikes again. What a spambot :-P

Denney Crane said...

It seems the light that burns brightest, goes out soonest...

LandShark 5150 said...

Thanks Denny, it's been a blinding journey with these guys. Alot of good times.
It is said that a good buddy will ride with you till Hell freezes over and then awhile on thin ice.
Lord only knows the frost bite we got from one another.
Thanks my friend