and you never know when it’ll end.  One of my former clients who always had a great story to tell and who I planned to use as a source for some of my fiction, has died. Quite unexpectedly.  He was a former Navy Seal and motorcyclist. He  had a patch on his on his jacket that said, “psycho bitch magnet”  and it was true. He seemed to attract the wrong women. Now he’ll never  have a chance to find the right one.

  He was hit from behind as he turned into his neighborhood on Monday.  By a guy in a SUV.  He was taken to the hospital by helicopter. They put him in a medically induced coma  and he never regained consciousness.  He passed away at 3:45 this morning.  My world is a  little less bright today.

Amazing stories of  his days in the jungles and hot spots of the world died with him.  It’s ironic and very sad that what guns and enemies of the United States couldn’t do was done by a careless old man driving his car and following a motorcyclist too closely-  Brought down on a city street, in his own neighborhood. 

K.M., you will  be missed.