I haven’t blogged in a while, partially because I haven’t felt up to it, and then when I started feeling better I knew I had to blog this, and it’s hard.

Two weeks ago, Good Friday, a friend of mine was killed in a car accident. He was driving home about 2am from a friends, and was blindsided by a drunk driver. The services were last week in Chicago. Greg Vasich was a great person, smart, funny and kind. He leaves behind a nice family, a sweetheart, and a hole in the hearts of everyone who knew him.

I’ve never had to deal with an unexpected death before, and never of someone younger than me. (Greg was 23 and had graduated in December from UIUC.) The healing hasn’t been easy. I’ve started writing this entry three or four times, but have never found the right words. Last week, I dumped a whole bunch of thoughts into a file, with the intention of making it a blog post, but it didn’t happen. Just the act of writing it, though, helped me very much. Maybe I’ll clean it up a bit and post it. It may not be good writing, but it’s what helped me, and maybe that’s worth keeping in the blog and sharing with others.

So, anyway, Greg, I’ll miss you. I wish I had your spirit and energy to help me deal with this. Rest in peace, my friend.