Alex Bryant died.
He was a friend of mine, though I hadn't seen him in fifteen years. We used to sit afterschool in the library area. I used to tease him because his favorite color was pink. He was 22.
We went to his memorial service this evening. It was like another entire Magnolia School reunion, lots of people were there that weren't at the reunion, too, including James Ponder, who was a good friend of my sisters, and used to be in plays at Quincy Music Theatre with us. Lots of nice things were said, lots of memories shared, lots of condolences. I wish I had known him better or kept in touch better, but it's too late now. It just reminds me to keep in touch with those I care about, and not to hastily sever ties. On that note, I spoke with Indira for a whole seven minutes. I just can't believe that someone so young died, someone who I grew up with. It's a hard feeling to place.
His obituary as it appeared in the Tallahassee Democrat:
Alex Bryant, 22, an administrative services supervisor for Spherion, died Monday, June 12, 2006. The service will be at 6 p.m. EDT Thursday at Culley's MeadowWood Funeral Home, Timberlane Road Chapel (850-893-4177). Alex was a lifelong resident of Tallahassee. He was a graduate of SAIL High School and attended Tallahassee Community College. Alex was an avid writer, drummer and top-notch mechanic and auto-body repairman. He is survived by his parents, Bill Bryant and Hester Bryant, both of Tallahassee; two brothers, Chris Bryant and Ben Bryant, both of Tallahassee; his maternal grandmother, Mary Cain of Kalamazoo, Mich.; his maternal grandfather, Robert Cain (and wife Anne) of Rye, Colo.; and numerous aunts, uncles and cousins.