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I don’t know if you have ever heard me talk about him, but my cousin Tim used to play for the Chicago Wolves. Anyways, we just found out today that he died. I don’t know what to say because it hasn’t really sunk in yet. He did have cancer, but it was caught early, so we all thought it would be fine. I was somewhat upset before because A. I didn’t get to go to Street Scenes tonight, and B. I probably wasn’t going to be able to go to the Valentine’s party on Sunday (and now I officially can not), but I don’t know, my feelings have been put into perspective. Like I said, hasn’t sunk in yet. When I was really little, about seven, I was totally enthralled with him playing on the Wolves, he was my hero. I would always wear his jerseys and just random things like that. We were all really proud of him and would go to his games about twice a month. He was still in his thirty’s and has a family so I don’t know, just we are all shocked. I realize this was an awkward entry so you don’t have to say anything, just some prayers possibly. Just letting you know. I probably wont be around on Saturday, Sunday, or Monday.
