McBride…Matt, for some reason me and others always called you by your last name. It just has a nice ring to it. Anyway, I always hoped I'd see you again someday at a some sort of gathering. It's difficult to keep track of everyone, even when you only have 58 or so classmates from high school. As kids, I remember some good times, from the early days in Mrs. Hoggatt's class, to the Cub Scout den meetings at my parent's house. Then there were the post-lunch football games in Junior High when you ruled the field and dominated the game. It seemed to take no fewer than five guys to ever slow you down. You were always THAT GUY who was the most heavily recruited for football each season. As a freshman in high school gym class, I remember loading as many 45 lb weight plates onto the leg press as would fit, and you still lifted the load at least ten times with ease. Then, there was that BASIC computer programming class where you came up with the coolest program. The finished product was a hockey player who slaps a puck with his stick, into the goal. After the goal was scored, a flashing light went off to confirm the score. I don't remember anybody topping that! I could always relate to you, because we were both relatively quiet kids. I reckon it was because neither of us had all that much to say, sometimes. You were always an admirable, stand-up guy. The gentle giant of our school class. Your precious grandmother raised you right. There's no doubt about that! Then, I'll always remember the first time that I saw you after our high school days had ended. You stopped me one day on the Indiana State University campus, as I was walking toward the fountain. You looked like a stone-cold, elite, professional body-builder! It was an amazing transformation that blew me away! You were a rock-solid 198 pounds. You seemed to be happier than you'd ever been. So, it always brought a huge smile to my face each time I saw you in-passing. I always regretted that I was too busy working & studying to hang out with you in college. I later heard you had discovered that Accounting and the whole college scene was just not for you. It sounds as though you eventually found work that you enjoyed, as a chef. The nearest beaches with blue waters, from east Texas, are in Florida. I wish I had known you were over there. It would have been great to visit your restaurant and surprise you. Matt, I don't know why GOD took you so soon from all of your loved ones, but I do know that you & your abounding joy were a real blessing in my life, and in the lives of others. It's a real shame how people seem to dispurse geographically in all different directions throughout life. Had we ended up in the same place, I know I would have loved having you as a close friend. Just the same, I know I'll see your smiling face someday, at those pearly gates. Just maybe, you'll be offering us some appetizers, prior to the big feast that is sure to come. Heaven is certain to have plenty of great food, so it's good that you chose a heavenly profession with so many eternally transferrable skills. I know there are much more important things in life than sports, but…I hope you can still catch a game every now & then. Not sure how all that works, when you're surrounded by all that heavenly glory. Eternal life only seems natural, and I look forward to seeing you again one day in the promised land, where the soul never dies, kneeling before the throne of our Almighty GOD, the Creator, with Christ Our Savior sitting to His right. That day is not far from any of us. For those of us in Christ, it will certainly be a day of rejoicing, like no other. I look forward to seeing you there, my Brother. I will be praying for all of your loved ones who are sure to miss you immensely, until that great day. May GOD grant them the comfort, peace, wisdom, understanding and joy, that comes from GOD's Loving Words in Scripture. In Christ's Love ~ Randy Williams