Eternal Teammate

Many feel that your race is over but how wrong they are. As you slumber now peacefully in the physical, you have began the grandest of races. Your spirit sprints eternally to that ever lasting finish line. In your race all who enters is the victory; you cannot lose. Down here we have lost you; but only for a mili-second by time standards unfathomable to us. You are now free; from all the troubles of this world. Roam as far and as free the race will take you. Remember that wherever you are; from the stand we are cheering you on; our loud and boisterous yells scale small in comparison to the THUNDEROUS and MAGNIFICENT trumpets that a waits you at the finish line Yes we are sadden and we will morn you but we know now that nothing will ever hurt you again and that gives us a solemn peace within. We are so foolishly blinded by the combines of earthly thought that we will pray for you. This is customary on earth show how much we cared for a loved one. We will continue to do this…even though it is you who now watches over us and prays for us.  You are now unbound from all material constrains. My teammate, our teammate your memory will live on. Though we haven’t ran together in long time I know that; we will run together again.  On YOUR mark….GET SET…..RUN FREE SPIRIT 

Dedicated to the memory of William Gooch III A.K.A   B.G.