This weekend was our Pacific Masters Championships. It was a close battle between WCM and USF and I don't know who won at this very moment. I don't care.
You see, I left right before the 1000 today (the last event) right after the last relays. I watched some great swims today. Amazing swims. My friend Brendon swam a 2:03 200 fly and really hit his taper (as he's not going to Nationals)- we were teasing about how he does really well the week after a tapered meet. He seemed to finally figure it out this time.
My friend Stephen called me tonight and told me that Brendon also had a great 1000, was warming down, had a heart attack and died. He was 35. I was stunned. I've been crying since then trying to make sense of it all. It doesn't make sense.
I called some other friends and no one else can believe it either. Suddenly, the meet doesn't matter, swimming doesn't matter, what matters is that we lost a really great guy today. He was always so happy, funny, and loved to tell jokes. He was really good natured and fun to be around. I will miss him terribly.
Hi,
I'm OK.
Yesterday was a tough day. My husband attended a funeral for the Pittsburg (CA) police officer that was shot to death last week by a 19 year old who had robbed a bank and a store with his 17 year old brother. He left his wife who was 6 months pregnant with their first child.
Police funerals really take it out of you. Not only were there several thousand officers, but the Marine Corps (he had been a captain- I think). School children lined the streets with signs and support along the route, and two hook and ladder fire trucks hoisted an American flag in his honor. What a day. :(
We're still waiting to hear more about Brendon. There is to be an autopsy. I tried to watch the Giants game last night to take my mind off of him (it didn't work). Tonight is swim practice and I know that when I see Kerry I'm going to lose it- not looking forward to that. I really want to see Brendon's brother Patrick and give him a big hug. They were REALLY close and I'm sure he's devastated. (He lives in So. Cal)
Thanks for your concern. We're hanging in there :) It's still kinda surreal.
Hi,
I'm OK.
Yesterday was a tough day. My husband attended a funeral for the Pittsburg (CA) police officer that was shot to death last week by a 19 year old who had robbed a bank and a store with his 17 year old brother. He left his wife who was 6 months pregnant with their first child.
Police funerals really take it out of you. Not only were there several thousand officers, but the Marine Corps (he had been a captain- I think). School children lined the streets with signs and support along the route, and two hook and ladder fire trucks hoisted an American flag in his honor. What a day. :(
We're still waiting to hear more about Brendon. There is to be an autopsy. I tried to watch the Giants game last night to take my mind off of him (it didn't work). Tonight is swim practice and I know that when I see Kerry I'm going to lose it- not looking forward to that. I really want to see Brendon's brother Patrick and give him a big hug. They were REALLY close and I'm sure he's devastated. (He lives in So. Cal)
Thanks for your concern. We're hanging in there :) It's still kinda surreal.
