Tomorrow marks the anniversary of a dark day for me. One year ago tomorrow, my close friend Gerry Reid was fatally injured in a horrific wreck on I-40. Gerry was like a brother to me and his sudden death shook me to the core.

I remember telling my brother, Jeff, and my friend, Scott, in a moment of misplaced optimism outside of the Duke ER, that one day we would look back on this and laugh. Well, that didn’t pan out. For months afterward, I would collapse into sobbing fits at the thought of my friend. Other times, thoughts of him would frequently pop into my mind during the day. “I wonder what Gerry would think of this” was always a popular saying among his friends. That didn’t change with his death.
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