Today i have folowed Eero, a childhood friend to the grave. Brain tumor , he was given 3 months to live.
He fighted for 10 years, the last years was awful.
Airforce officer and helicopter pilot, tumor on the headset side as many helicopter pilots get according
to my Doctor friend.
Remember first time we met when we were 5, he hit me in the head with a Oxy/Acetylen torch.
I guess it was his Finnish way to say lets be friends
As kids we had a lot of fun and sometimes we barely survived the fun like the time we took a full
package of blackpowder of his father and.....
And all the mailboxex we blew up with firecrackers, bought or homebrewed
He was the first one i saw live with a pair of Cowboy boots we was 9 or 10 i sooo wanted a pair myself
Figure that, two 9 year old punkass kids running around in cowboyboots and uggly 70s clothes.
We thoght we was cool. But we probably looked like idiots
Matces was a problem to get, but we found out this old wierd guy Sven. Who gave us matches and candy and soda
and wanted us to stay and hang out and ....nahhhh something in his behavior told us to leave as soon
as we got matches. Found out later he was a pedofile
Now at the dinner after the funeral i had an old guy on the other side of the table.We started to talk
then i recognised him same age as me
. he used to hang out with us sometimes, then he became
a feared criminal/fighter went to jail we lost contact now he is an old tired man.
Me and Eero lost contact he joined the Airforce and moved away. Met him now and then when he was home
and we bump into each others in town. Or i met him at his brother tireshop and now he is gone...Thats life i guess
Nowadays i wisit more funerals than weddings
whos next of the childhood friends ?