Jan 09, 2006 06:14
I'm not sure what to do right now, so I'm doing the thing I do best.
I'm typing.
This weekend, my idol, my hero was killed by a drunk driver.
The driver went the wrong way on the highway and hit him head on. The last thing this man saw were headlights and that was it.
His name was Bill Leaf and he was 25 years old.
He was a student of my mother's, a hero to my alma mater, he created an outlet for the students, a voice.
He re-created journalism at Henninger.
I had looked up to him since I became a student at Henninger.
Because of him I pursued going into journalism. He was smart, witty, charming, but overall he had passion. He was driven to excellence, and now, with his death, every single news station is in mourning. He was 25. That's a toddler in the world of journalism.
His death has further proved to me that there is no time to waste. I can't just sit back and let things come to me anymore. What if this happens to me? I have just 4 years to prove to the world what I can accomplish and that isn't a lot of time.
Your hero isn't supposed to die like that.
Not on a street.
Not at all.