And now the little girl's never going to know her daddy.
I just found out that this kid I went to high school with died in a car accident today. Yeah, sometimes he was annoying, and I didn't really talk to him all that much because of it, but Kameron was always a really nice guy. Even though he wasn't my friend, I'm really sad because of this. It's hard, I think, because both he and Jay (who died a couple years ago but also went to school with me) were both really nice guys. Not only that, but I think it just kinda makes me face my own mortality a little bit when people who I know and grew up around die. Sorry this isn't put more eloquently, they're just my thoughts.