Amidst the craziness that was my week, I found out that a friend of mine from college was involved in a plane crash. Two days after I heard the news from another friend on Facebook, the family confirmed his death when his body was found. He had been taking flying lessons for three short weeks.
One of my favorite memories of Tom was driving up to Atlanta for the night (we went to college in St. Pete, FL) to see James in concert. Even though we hadn’t spoken in a while, I know his upbeat personality will be sorely missed by many, including me.