Sunday, March 13, 2011

While visiting with my son on the phone tonight, I mentioned that a friend had called me on my cell (it is still a Wyoming 307) to ask if I would work at the Wyoming State Basketball tournaments. I told Glen (the friend) that I was standing in my kitchen in Littleton and I didn't think I could make it this year. I was the one who originally trained the timers and scoreboard operators when we put on the first state tournament years ago and was considered a fixture. When I told him we moved to Colorado to be near Keri who had recently had twins, Glen got excited to hear that and asked me to say hello, etc. When my son told me he had read about Glen's death in the paper, I thought I would go into shock having just talked to him less than a month ago. I did a lot of favors for Glen and he always took care of me. At my age I've lost a lot of friends but this one surprised me so much. He was acting director of the state tournaments which were held the last two weekends in Casper and died on the Saturday of the finals. One just never knows. God bless, Glen.

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