Eddy, we’ll miss you

Just poured myself a very tall scotch which is something I don’t do much anymore. Got news that a family member was killed in an accident and it’s left me really broken up. Eddy Bradley was a cousin-in-law, which, when you say it doesn’t sound like much, and in most cases, a cousin-in-law just isn’t very much. But Eddy was the kind of guy you instantly liked/loved and I think I’d feel the same way if I’d only met him once a hundred years ago in a bar. Even his name – Eddy Bradley – conjures up the image of a guy you’d like to know, to pal around with. As it is, we got to see him every few years and even vacationed one year in the mountains of Idaho. Never, ever, ever will forget the fun we had with a born and bred, died in the wool New Yorker coping with the wilderness. And supposing you don’t know Eddy at all but would like to form a mental picture, conjure up a typical Irishman with a great sense of humor and a button-popping proud father, not ashamed to show it. He would be your best friend. It’s going to be very, very difficult for Marie and the kids to get through this next few years without him – hard for the rest of us too.

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