Only a short post today, because for all that has gone on I just remembered something that has pushed all else aside.
Two years ago today my friend, Matt Cullen, passed away after a battle with testicular cancer. It wasn’t a long battle, but like I knew him, I imagine he fought it hard and gave the cancer the fight it deserved.
I always knew Matt as a quiet guy. He was respectful, polite, always wearing a beaming smile, and he had a heart of gold. I hate myself for not being there for him while he was going through his treatment, and if I could I’d go back and change it. But I can’t, and sadly the cancer spread to his brain and ended what was a fantastic life.
I’m not really any good with appraisals for the dead, so I’ll simply say this:
Matt, you are sorely missed. You were a brother to me, and I only wish I had the wisdom to be more like you. I’ll see you somewhere along the road.
