MikeE

Yesterday, as I was leaving my job, I ran into a friend of mine. I haven’t seen him in a while. His name’s Scott. Everyone calls him Scottie. Scottie’s a cool guy. He’s nice, has his own sense of style, and just wouldn’t harm anyone. Scottie and I talked for a while; told him I was moving to Lafayette soon. Like, next-week soon. He thinks that’s cool, and that I should give him a call when I’m there and he’ll show me around and what not.

Today, I get a call from a friend. She asks me what Scott’s last name was. She was there when we ran into each other. I couldn’t think of it right away, and she asks if it was Leonard. I said, “Yeah, that’s it.” Then she informs me that there’s a rumor that he killed himself today.

I couldn’t believe it. I tell her that I’ll give her a call back and try to find out. Just as I get off the phone with her, another friend calls me.

“Hello?”
“Hey, Mikee.”
“Hey.”
“We’re all over at my house.”
“Okay, umm -”
“Do you remember Scottie?”
“Yes, I was just fixing to ask you about him. Is it true?”
“Yeah, he committed suicide.”
“Are you serious? It’s true?”
“Yes, it’s true. Can you please come over?”
“I’ll be there shortly.”

He really did it. But WHY would he make plans if he had plans to commit suicide? Was it an accident? Was he under the influence of something? It’s so hard to believe. He seems so jolly yesterday. He was always a jolly person. I can’t picture him doing something like that.

It’s just SO to see one of your friends gone – just like that. It happened so quickly.

Would you expect this guy to do something like that?
No. I definitely didn’t.

You’ll be missed, Scott Leonard.
See you later, man.

RIP.

-MikeE