Life
I don’t know how to put my thoughts into words right now but I’m going to try… Two nights ago I was walking around the city with Gordon and we were talking about all kinds of stuff for like 2 hours. We started talking about all the stupid things we did in high school and I brought up how it bothered me that we used to drive 100mph+ on random roads around town late at night. I had never mentioned that before, but recently I’ve been realizing how dangerous my life was in high school and how many times I could have died. While talking about driving down streets like Garwood road at full speed, I literally said “we could have died.” As I said this, the only other person on the street near us turned around and looked at us… keep in mind we were in the middle of the ghetto in North Philly. This person was really tall and thin, and wearing a black trench coat with a hood. We couldn’t tell if it was a man or a woman. We only saw one half of their face but the look they gave us was creepy to say the least. Feeling threatened by this figure, we quickly ran ahead and didn’t look back.
The next night, Gordon’s neighbor was killed in a car accident on Garwood Road. I cannot describe the way I’ve been feeling since 2 a.m. last night, when I found out. I feel like I’ve been in a dream for the past 2 days. Growing up, we used to walk over to Evan’s house almost everyday after school and jump on his trampoline. Over the past few years our friendship drifted apart like most of them do at this age, but I still have so many childhood memories from his backyard and the neighborhood in general. This is about all I can say right now. I am so sorry for anyone who was directly or indirectly affected by this accident, and for Evan’s entire family.
This is one of my favorite photos ever. Taken in Evan’s backyard - 2006. 
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Rest in peace Evan.
We’ll miss you.