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the heart and soul of our track team died today. He was in a coma since friday night when he crashed a friend's car into a telephone pole outside of a party. he was supposed to be getting better, they were going to be able to do tests soon. the breathing tubes were out. but instead, its all ripped away. there are no words to express the loss that everyone that has ever met his feels right now. he was one of those guys who as soon as you meet, you know that you will remember his forever. his infectious laugh and smile, and encouragment during your hardest times. i'm not sure how our team is going to function, especially the 4x4 team. tthose guys were brothers. four years together, this was going to be their last, their best. but no more. never more. why is it always the good people ripped from the rest of us? the good people that bad things happen to? i don't understand!!!