Sunday, March 18, 2012
Friday evening, while at Lifetime Fitness, I received a phone call from my Mom. She called to let me know that Kevin, a childhood friend, who I haven't seen since we were teenagers, had died. Apparently, Kevin had 3 heart attacks and had stopped breathing. Also, his blood sugar was 900. How can that be correct? If a borderline blood sugar is 103 and a high blood sugar is in the 250's. That number can't possibly be correct.
I met Kevin and his family because our fathers worked together. Every summer, over the July 4th week, my family, Kevin's family, and Lily's family would each rent a cabin on a lake in Kenora, Ontario. Kevin, was a cute, sweet, chubby boy. He was always happiest when surrounded by his family.
There used to be four of us, close to the same age, me, Kevin, his brother Doug, and Lily. Lily, committed suicide while still a teen. So, now it is just Doug and I. I'm not sure why this bothers me so much, I haven't seen Kevin in over 20 years. I guess, it's that, other than a few choices I've made, I could see what happened to Kevin, happening to me.