This one just kicked me in the stomach this morning. My auto mechanic was killed yesterday afternoon riding his motorcycle. He was riding on a lightly traveled road and a car coming from the opposite direction turned directly in front of him. My mechanic came off the bike and flew inside the car on the passenger side and was killed instantly. His wife was on the bike with him and flew off the bike and the last I heard was touch and go at a local hospital.He was only 44. I've been in a funk all day. Not so much over losing my trusted mechanic but losing someone I enjoyed visiting and trusted.He had ridden motorcycles since he was 16 and loved them. He was a terrific mechanic and an even better person. He tried to fix things that were broken instead of always replacing them. He ordered parts for me when I wanted to do the work myself. He'd turn rotors for me whenever I did my brake work-and not charge me. I think he always knew I'd be back in letting him correct my mistakes. I could bring my used oil by his place and dump it in his tank any time of the day. He had a laptop but didn't really know how to use it.......and didn't really want to learn how.He's been one of the reasons my van's still running strong after 500,000+ miles. I have several cars with lots of mileage and he was always very accomodating to me and my family. He'd always jump right on my vehicles when it seemed there were other vehicles ahead of ours. He would let my kids pick up their cars from his shop without paying and I'd come by later or call him with a credit card to square things up.Just last week I had to order an air conditioning compressor and related equipment for my daughter's vehicle who lives in Tucson. He took the time to do some research and gave me guidance on what I needed.We included him on our celebration when my van turned over 500,000 miles a couple months ago. I have a picture with the two of us standing outside his shop and in front of the van.I know he was on a motorcycle.........but its another accident where a vehicle turned in front of someone. My cycling buddy last Thanksgiving. Red Baron within the last few weeks. Now my Auto Mechanic. A bike ride tonight just didn't seem to break the funk. Darn. Darn. Darn.Ride safe and pay attention to those oncoming cars!Edit/Update: his wife died late yesterday-such a tragedy. I remembered I had this picture we made the day my van hit 500,000 miles.