My Good Friend

[BKrocko]

I'm not sure why I'm writing this - nobody here would have known the person I will mention. I got some sad news yesterday, my good friend of 35 years died suddenly the other day. He was only 51 years old. His name was David Wiora.

He was seemingly in perfect health. 6' 190 lbs, no HBP or Cholesterol issues, non smoker, not on any meds whatsoever. Took an annual physical every year and passed with flying colors. He was at a business dinner with some co-workers, had a massive heart attack and passed away before 911 could respond. No family history of heart disease.

I am deeply saddened - the world lost a tremendous talent and wonderful human being. I will miss him.

He did not have any children but left behind a loving wife of 25 years. He was responsible enough to have life insurance - a sizeable amount that will take care of her for the rest of her life.

Please - there is no need to respond to this thread with good intents of sympathy. I know that you all feel for such a loss.

I suppose the reason I'm posting this is to say - give your family and loved ones an extra long glance today. If possible, give them a hug, pleasant smile and share some kind words. Nothing in this life is guaranteed. Enjoy every moment today, there is no promise of tomorrow.

My good friend belongs to the ages now. May he rest in peace.

 

[Guest]

What a nice, sweet, and loving tribute.

Your friend was lucky to have YOU and HIS friend.

Al

 

[CHUMPS FROM OXFORD]

it certainly makes you think.

 

[James]

it certainly makes you think.

That it is a waste to die in good health?

 

[arnguy]

I feel your pain. A similar situation happened to me a few years ago. My best friend was a general agent for a pre-need insurance agency. I was his agency manager. One morning I received a call from a hospital in Philly asking for him. This was around 10:00 AM on an April morning. They wouldn't give me any information, so I referred them to a family member of his. Next, I received a call from the Philadelphia Medical Examiner's Office.
My friend was jogging in Fairmount Park that morning, just one week after his 52nd birthday, and suffered an embolism that killed him instantly. Although there was a doctor jogging near him, and the Rescue Squad arrived within minutes, all efforts to revive him failed.

Here was a guy who did not smoke, did not drink, watched his weight, and exercised regularly (both at a gym and jogging). He would get on my case for eating "junk food." He had a physical a month before this occurence and passed with flying colors. He was divorced with no children. I tell you, it was a shock----really hard to believe that someone who took so much pride in his health would die suddenly at a relatively young age.

His personal physician would not sign the death certificate because he had no record of any medical condition other than allergies on my friend. Because of the sudden death, the ME performed an autopsy and found that the embolism was the cause of death.

The reason I got that call from the hospital was that he was wearing his jogging outfit and the only ID he had on him was his business card. There was no wallet or other ID because he left all that in his car parked at the Philadelphia Art Museum parking lot. If it had not been for that business card, he would have been at the morgue for God knows how long as an unidentified "John Doe." Apparently the officials were not certain if that business card belonged to him or was one that someone had given him. That is why I received the first call. At first I thought he was in an auto accident or was shot!

 

[Martian]

I'm sorry, my condolences.

 

[Agent5913]

Im sorry as well. My wifes father fell over at 51 as well. My wife is still bitter almost 10 years later that he was ripped off. He really was. Crackheads living and murderers in prison and him a college professor.

Sucks.

 

[insurehound]

Im sorry as well. My wifes father fell over at 51 as well. My wife is still bitter almost 10 years later that he was ripped off. He really was. Crackheads living and murderers in prison and him a college professor.

Sucks.

I know what you mean. I see the good ones pass early while the crap continues to live on.

BKrocko...so sorry for the loss. I think what you wrote was a wonderful and heartfelt tribute to your friend.

 

[xrac]

Im sorry as well. My wifes father fell over at 51 as well. My wife is still bitter almost 10 years later that he was ripped off. He really was. Crackheads living and murderers in prison and him a college professor. Sucks.

There are no guarantees in life. My wife's brother died at 47 from lung cancer. He was not a smoker, was an athlete and ran in marathons. He was also in my opinion the best one of my wife's family. You cannot be bitter because time was cut short but need to be thankful for the time that we have.

 

[F150]

God Lord, this thread is almost 6 years old, and it had to be revived?