Tuesday night, I got a facebook message from Jenny telling me that Kevin
stairwaytokevin had died in a snowmobile accident. It's definitely a weird feeling. I don't feel as sad as I always thought I would if a friend died, more like shocked. Like I'm not walking around balling my eyes out, but I keep thinking about it and it's like, wow kevin's dead. I just went back and read his entire livejournal. He only had about 20 entries so it didn't take all that long, but it brought back memories and was just weird to read the thought of someone who's no longer living. So many of his entries were about snowmobiling.
12/3/03
"Went snowmobiling for the first time this year on some halfway decent snow with my new sled today. Took some digital camera movies of me doing a couple jumps, but they dont work for some stupid reason. I did get one pic out of it though.
Ive said it before and ill say it again, that thing is dangerously fast, and I love it. If I end up in a body bag before the end of this winter, I won't be surprised."
There were several entries about how he loved to go to his family's cabin in Saranac , NY (where he died) and live without electricity and just hunt and snowmobile with his family. He definitely died doing something he loved.
Entry from when his brother died 11/19/04
"He died riding a motorcycle, doing what he loved and he felt no pain.
I'll see you again, man. We'll get Steve, Chris, Dan, and Joe all together and bust each others balls like usual. Then we'll piss off Trish Lisa and Katie by waking up their kids be seeing whose sled starts on the first pull. Wait for us, bro, and keep our beer cold. We'll see you again."
I'm not a big believer in the afterlife, but hopefully he's chillin with his brother enjoying those cold beers. RIP Kevin. Thanks for all the memories and I will never forget you. Okay, now I'm crying.