I just got a generous extra donation from one of the players of the poker tournament to make up the shortfall we had. I followed the payment over to his blog to see who it was. I recognized him immediately.

When the poker tournament was starting, there were suddenly a hundred little details that had to get handled in a about 5 minutes. This big, unassuming guy steps up and asks “What can I do to help?” I don’t know who he is, but I start giving him orders, “Take this over there!”, “See if you can get this machine connected to the net!”, and boom, boom he took care of them.

It’s moments like that when you are in the biggest need, that help is most appreciated.

I also read that a few days after the poker tournament his grandpa passed away. It is funny how an entire mans life, his loves, his hopes, his dreams, fears and triumphs can get summarized in a few paragraphs. There were some clues to a rich life though. A few basketball championships, working in a creamery, as a meat cutter, and having a heart transplant.

I am glad Brian got to have some fun the at the poker tournament the week before his grandfather passed. I am sure Jim would have enjoyed thinking about Brian sitting at the poker table his last week.

Those I have loved who have passed have mostly enjoyed the adventures I have had that I came and told them about, much more than me sitting at their side.

So to each of you who read this, go have a good adventure while you can. Life is precious and wonderful. Thanks to each of you who make my life so incredibly rich satisfying.