A friend was killed by a hit and run driver this past Sunday and this morning I heard the driver turned himself in.
Jim was on a 600k brevet with his fiance, Nicole. They were qualifying for Paris-Brest-Paris which they had already booked a flight for.
He was the kind of man who made those around him feel happier with his friendliness, charm, and wit. I always liked it when he was in the peloton and looked forward to my chance to talk to him.
I only knew him for a few years but he treated me (and everyone else) like I was important to him. A rare, wonderful person.
The service is tomorrow. Seems unreal.