The boy in this story died over the weekend. The rain proved to be too much, leaving unfavorable road conditions.
I haven't seen him in years, but when I contacted him a few months ago about finding a job at his company, he was all too happy to help the best he could. That was the kind of person he was. He loved his dog more than I've seen anybody love anything.
It sucks losing someone you laughed with. But then again, I haven't seen him in years. MamaBear, I can't imagine what you and your close-knit circle of friends are going through.
Here's to Phil.