It is with a broken heart that I post this. Last night my best friend/mentor/favorite deputy passed away suddenly before start of shift. I am at a loss. He was 42 years old.
I will say this. For six years, from the time I became a firefighter and eventually a deputy, he watched over me. He answered my questions and loved me unconditionally. The last words I ever spoke to him were "I love you."
God give me strength for I know I cannot do this alone. Never in a million years did I ever think a man I loved with all my heart would leave so soon. A man who will never see me get married, be promoted to patrol, turn 25 or any of the hundreds of other things we often spoke of.
I love you. Watch over your brothers and I; you would have been the person I would have turned to to get through something like this.
Please, if you are out there and feel the need say a prayer for my deputy. I know you didn't know him, but he would have loved all of you.
Rest in peace my brother, we have the watch.
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