Originally Posted by DRoseOwnsACamry
Shit happens man.
He got to see his great grandkids and was buried as a military vet (with honor).
We should all be so lucky I figure.
That man took me to more Sox games than I could count growing up and I got to take him to his last one. He was in a wheel chair so we couldn't get to our crappy seats after rushing to the game and missed a first inning Podsednik homer I was hot!
An usher showed us to this room and we got upgraded to a real nice area around third base foul line.
The way I figure other you just stay true to your people and have as much fun as possible and laugh and eat and kick it so when shit goes down you never have any regrets.