Sometimes I forget how short life is and how suddenly it can be gone until I turn a corner and come face to face with death. I just got a phone call from my dad and 2 of my older friends passed away yesterday. One of them was not that much of a shock because he was old before I was born but I've know him for so long that it just seemed that he would always be there. Fortunately, he passed quietly in his sleep (he was about 90 years old). The other was a huge shock. He wasn't really a young man but he wasn't really old either. He was 62 and suffered a heart attack late last night. There was no warning and no hope for recovery. I am worried for his wife and what she is going to do now. She only works a part time job that won't pay the bills for the house, utilities, and 5 head of horses they own (same people who own Prissy, the little paint filly that I rode for a while). Please keep the families of both these men in your prayers.