Today was not a good day…

This morning, when I went in to work out here, I learned that one of the folks I had trained in 1991 as a young pup in the Navy was in the hospital in Jacksonville, FL with a brain aneurysm. I had worked with him out here the last two years. He had just made E-8, had the dream set of orders he wanted in JAX, and was about a month from getting married. Things just could not have been much better.

As the word got around, we were all stunned, as Todd was the picture of health, never smoked, never drank, was a runner and in great shape.


Three hours later, we learned he had died of a heart attack while in surgery.

I just don’t have the words to express how this loss affected not only me, but the folks here… You never expect something like this, and how must his family and fiancee feel now?

Go with God shipmate… Go with God.