Lost a best friend in a car accident this weekend the night of his 24th Birthday. Grew up with him: school, cub scouts, etc. Kindergarten to 12th, I went to WVU and he went to Radford. Grew up the street over from him my entire <18 life. Just saw him last Tuesday for a poker game at my house. I have honestly never cried about a death, ever... (all 4 grandparents, aunts, uncles, etc). But, I CANNOT get over this. If you're old enough to have kids, please hug them, if you're not, know that you're not invincible and every day is something to treasure. I honestly can't describe the feeling I'm getting at the moment.