He was a very beautiful person. He was very funny. I'll miss him.
I am generally more than willing to be a jerk and an a-hole, at a moments notice. Being around him would completely disarm me and drop my blood pressure 20 points.
He was an inspiration.
Being around him made me a better person.
Funny stuff here.
I remember the first time he told me about his gym. At first, I thought he was blowing smoke. He could read my efforts to restrain my surprise. I asked him to tell me about it. As he did, I could tell he was serious, and I could not hide how surprised I was. He then says, " Yeah, I know. Look me . I own a gym." I was trying not to laugh. He snickered and said, "Ya, I know, It's freaking awesome!" I lost it... and so did he.
He could instantly make me comfortable and not uptight. He did a lot and did not make excuses. I cannot think of him without thinking, "I have no excuse."
Another time, he won some T-shirts at one of the HTF shoots that I thought I could use. I offered a decent price for one. After I bought it, he looked at me and said, "What am I going to do, sew all of these together for myself?" He would say things like that, out of nowhere.
Gees, it is no wonder he was so popular. He was amazing.
I don't like people, at least not easily. So, I can be cold and callus. Yet, I feel a loss that I rarely ever feel. He was VERY special.
Charisma, he had it by the bucket load. I really don't know how he did it either. If his body matched his personality, The Rock wouldn't touch him, and Chuck Norris would give him a wide berth.
Others here were much closer to him. I know it must be painful to have this happen out of the blue. Always remember how he made everyone smile.
Thanks everyone for letting me share.