The funeral home seemed eerily quiet the night of the visitation, yet, bursting with family, friends, lot of long hair and black leather jackets. And some of the guys who attended, Aaron had skirmishes with but I think this event shook a lot of them. It was overwhelming that so many came out to support … Continue reading The Night He Died and Saved My Life, Part 3 of 3
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The Night He Died and Saved My Life, Part Two (of Three)
"I saw myself in my car, choosing to go home the previous night and I instantly felt as if, his voice saved my life somehow or saved me from injury, covering me in chills. I had so many thoughts and feelings holding me to that chair but I wanted to shoot through the ceiling."