I got to Mountain View Cemetery and Chapel a little early for Dwayne Bell's funeral. I saw my friend, Tim Brown, who drove in last night from Grand Junction, Colorado. It was nice to see Tim. I hadn't seen him for at least 10 years. It's been along time and for awhile he'd been my best friend. I guess we've grown apart since we live so far away from each other. I really miss not having him around. Tim has always been so understanding of my frailties and what I see as my short comings. He's never really made me feel bad. We share alot of the same things. We've both had our ups and downs, really been in the dumps, and yet we've made it this far. These last few years have been, for the most part, very good for me - with a wonderful wife and a great daughter. Plenty of material things and in many ways more then what I ever thought possible for me. I just have a feeling that for Tim it hasn't been so easy. Still he smiles and always seems content. I really admire that about him. I know today was hard for him to give the eulogy and in away it was difficult to see a person take things so far, as to kill themselves, leaving behind a wife, 16 year old son, 14 year old daughter and what most people would think as a really full life. What a waste! I wish Dwayne would have talked to some one and gotten some help, but alcoholism has a way of bringing a person down. It makes it so that you can't see a way out. I guess Dwayne found his way out.
God Bless Him