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Today was Dusty's funeral. I was nervous going into it because I didn't know how I would feel as the service went on. Once I got there and started talking to people I began to become more at peace with what was going on. I realize that the Dusty I knew wouldn't have everyone broken up or in shambles about what happened. He wouldn't have me go into a deep state of mourning over his death. Rather he'd have me get up and move on with life. I found it amusing and peaceful whenever they began to rock out. While some people there might of found this odd or innappropriate I found it to be the most appropriate thing there because Dusty was in fact a rocker.
I hadn't spoken to Dusty in over a year but I still felt the loss greatly, like as if there was a hole in me. He was one of my better friends in ninth grade. Everyday we'd goof off in P.E. and laugh at some crazy antic that was going on. After that I'd bring a dollar for snack time and end up giving him fifty cents of it. We'd then proceed to go into Geometry class and chill in the back and laugh with a few other people about whatever was going on. We'd hang together at lunch and on the rare occassions of sometimes on the weekends.
As much as we goofed off there was one thing that you couldn't deny Dusty and that respect. Dusty knew what he wanted in life and pushed himself to get there. Whether it was to get a vehicle or expand his musical horizons Dusty always put the best foot forward and would except nothing less than what he aimed for. He knew what he was about and stood up for what he believed in no matter what. He was a friend to me and a friend to many others and for that I thank him.
I feel I'd be doing Dusty a disservice if I didn't give life my best shot. If I didn't find my dream and accomplish it. I don't know what would of happened had he not been killed, but I feel as though we need to grab every little thing out of this we can. Perhaps we can all learn something from this and better our lives in someway. I think that's what he'd want.
R.I.P. Dusty Bambarger (September 1987 - November 2004)
"Don't cry because it's over, smile because it was.
I realize this song is way overused and I know this isn't what Dusty would've picked but I still feel as though it's appropriate:
Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life
So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
For what it's worth it was worth all the while
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right
I hope you had the time of your life
GREENDAY-Good Riddance
I hadn't spoken to Dusty in over a year but I still felt the loss greatly, like as if there was a hole in me. He was one of my better friends in ninth grade. Everyday we'd goof off in P.E. and laugh at some crazy antic that was going on. After that I'd bring a dollar for snack time and end up giving him fifty cents of it. We'd then proceed to go into Geometry class and chill in the back and laugh with a few other people about whatever was going on. We'd hang together at lunch and on the rare occassions of sometimes on the weekends.
As much as we goofed off there was one thing that you couldn't deny Dusty and that respect. Dusty knew what he wanted in life and pushed himself to get there. Whether it was to get a vehicle or expand his musical horizons Dusty always put the best foot forward and would except nothing less than what he aimed for. He knew what he was about and stood up for what he believed in no matter what. He was a friend to me and a friend to many others and for that I thank him.
I feel I'd be doing Dusty a disservice if I didn't give life my best shot. If I didn't find my dream and accomplish it. I don't know what would of happened had he not been killed, but I feel as though we need to grab every little thing out of this we can. Perhaps we can all learn something from this and better our lives in someway. I think that's what he'd want.
R.I.P. Dusty Bambarger (September 1987 - November 2004)
"Don't cry because it's over, smile because it was.
I realize this song is way overused and I know this isn't what Dusty would've picked but I still feel as though it's appropriate:
Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life
So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
For what it's worth it was worth all the while
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right
I hope you had the time of your life
GREENDAY-Good Riddance