When you get to Mike and my age...you attend a lot of Memorials since we are the next generation to die. My count may not be correct, but I have lost about 30 Kappa Alpha Order brothers that attended Marshall in the mid-to-late 60s---early 70s. This is a huge number comparing my 1965 high school classmates @ Mount Hope, WV that totals about three deaths out of 150.
When I read about losing a friend to death...I travel back in time to the deaths of my parents and a brother. I never knew my Dad since he passed at age 52 when I was about six years old. We lost our Mom when I was 33. My brother (Doug) lost his fight to cancer. I know many of you have lost parents or loved ones over the years that we have gotten to know each another on a site called Herd Nation.
I still can not come to grips that Dr. Kopp passed at an early age and how difficult it will be to replace him. I have not returned to Huntington since the Penn State basketball game in December and the fact we chatted
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I have worked hard to change the way I face life's struggles by being more attentive to other people's feelings and hardships. We are on this earth for a short time---longer for some. I remind myself the need to confess to God and others that we are not perfect, we are tired and weighed down by the mistakes we have made, even in our closest relationships
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My belief is we will not be judged by others, but by God. Many of us spend too much time worrying about what others say or think about us! I support that at the end of the day, we will be judged by what we did to help God's hurting Children. Not by the house we live in, the car we drive, how much we pledge to The Big Green Foundation or our money given to advance Marshall.
I recently attended the funeral of one of my son's childhood friends. Daniel could no longer deal with his unhappiness and decided to take his own life. He was only 39 years old. One of my travel softball buddies is dealing with a son that is addicted to drugs and he is on life support today. The son is about thirty six. What do you say to parents that are facing the struggles of their children? You give them a hug and pray things will get better for them.
I am sorry to be preaching to you but Mike Perry's death is troubling to me and I guess I am in a mellow mood and wanted to express my humble thoughts.
Go HERD...beat ODU.
HerdZilla22 (Gary Sweeney) in snowy Charlotte
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