Apparently, one of the outfielders from our Friday night softball team was killed on Saturday in a motorcycle accident. Steve and I always teased him because he was one of those guys who'd pop up the ball 8 out of every 10 at bats and hit two home runs with the others. I also chided him for always insisting on using my Orange Crush or Techfire Rage bats and never bringing his own but he always good to talk to about movies and he was a regular CHUD reader.
Apparently, he was on his bike and got cut off and impacted the passenger side of a car that abruptly turned. His bike exploded. 27 years old.
Stuff like this is just plain hideous. We were driving home on a 7 hour trip from South Florida and the email with the news was the first thing I read. Of course, I was on pins and needles the whole way.
I wasn't really close with him, but it's just sad and sickening and now I feel silly for giving him so much hell.
If for some freak of chance an aquaintence of Jimmy's didn't know the bad news, here it is.
Apparently, he was on his bike and got cut off and impacted the passenger side of a car that abruptly turned. His bike exploded. 27 years old.
Stuff like this is just plain hideous. We were driving home on a 7 hour trip from South Florida and the email with the news was the first thing I read. Of course, I was on pins and needles the whole way.
I wasn't really close with him, but it's just sad and sickening and now I feel silly for giving him so much hell.
If for some freak of chance an aquaintence of Jimmy's didn't know the bad news, here it is.





