A visit with a friend

It was a clear day at the cemetery. We started out around 9am from Yorba Linda making our way east on the 91. There were four F100's rolling in perfect form. Heads turned as we passed. This is normal whenever we took the streets as a group. The ride was a time to reflect back on a time with a friend. The many times I looked out my front windshield to see his truck leading us to a destination, today I was leading the pack. The many times I had to call him on the cell to say "your brake lights are not working".It would be the next thing we fixed once we stopped. It's what we did for each other or anyone who was a long for the ride. Jeff was someone who cared for his fellow man and would do what was right. He had many friends. At times when at a car show it would take some time to walk and look at the cars.He stopped to talk with many people he had met at car shows over the years and it was as if it was yesterday that they last talked. Some he would just walk up to and make a new friend and you would think they knew each other for years by the way they would talk. Jeff always had a story to tell or had an option on current events and he wasn't afraid to let you know what he thought.

A year has gone by and much in the world has changed but my memories will stay with me forever, and what great memories they are.

Rest in peace my friend.

Ed