Today I found out that an old climbing buddy of mine died in an avalanche. It's weird because he was a lover of outdoors and that's what ultimately led to his death. The funny thing is that out of all of us that used to go climbing I would say he was the most cautious of all, least likely to take a risk...and now, the only one to pass on because of the risks being stacked against him.
He was definitely a good guy. Sometimes a little quirky, but he had a great heart and yearned to be a better person and longed to become someone who more closely followed God with each day.
Who John was
Map of what happened
Some details
Even more details
The thoughts that were thunk and the goings on of my life.
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