As I read the Toronto Star on August 30th I came across a familiar picture
(in the obituary section nonetheless), and as I began to read I realized that I knew the person. Actually we went to high school together many moons ago. We weren't close friends, but we'd speak in passing. I'm still in shock over the loss of such a young man, I'm not sure if it's more tragic because of way he died or simply because a Mother had the horrific burden of burying her son.
Yesterday (August 31st) was the viewing and I must say it was one of the most troubling experiences of my life. Why? Simply because of how I felt sitting in that room that wouldn't stop spinning, I couldn't pull my eyes away from the casket, or the woman who was sobbing uncontrollably at the side. I thought to myself, this could be me or any of my friends, he was only 29 years young.
His name was Keith Bogle, a person I wish I'd known better. I can tell by the vast amount of people that came to pay their respects that he was truly a special spirit. Not to mention a devoted Christian, so rare in life we meet a person like this, and I missed my opportunity.
I truly believe that there is a reason why I saw his picture in the obituary section, and a reason too why I felt drawn to attend the viewing. In some way I had to honour and pay my respects to a man who truly knew what friendship, loving and supporting of a friend meant.
Over the past week I learned the true meaning of friendship, and how easily one person can destroy that. I will try not to take anyone for granted and I will no longer let anyone take me for granted. Keith was laid to rest today (September 1st). I was unable to attend, but I will visit his grave to pay my final respects. R.I.P in Keith, I know you've found happiness with the Lord. God Bless You.
