He's not a member here or even into bicycles, but he was my closest friend of 18 years. I'll keep it short, he was more of a brother than my actual brother, he loved helping people in anyway possible and was the most unselfish human being I ever met, and he lived more in 30 years than most people live their whole life. He died doing what he loved and he spent his last moments with close family. This is the hardest paragraph I've ever written but it feels good to share him with everyone, I won't ask for simpathy, but rather tell you to live every day as if it's your last, tomorrow has no guarantee.