“I got some bad news today my youngest brother was killed in an apparent robbery gone bad! These are some difficult days….”
A school teacher was shoot and killed in his front yard in Miami. While it is Miami, and shootings happen everyday, on this day it was someone that I know. My childhood friend is gone. He grew up on the next block over from mine. I had known him for many years; we went to Elementary, Middle, High School and College together.
He was a gentle giant. Always larger than me, but always there when I needed him. We walked to and from school together on many days. We studied, laughed and played together on many days; we shared the same thoughts and experiences on many days. He was a star offensive lineman on the football team, where the wide bodies hangout and fight in the trenches. He used his size and aggression where appropriate, on the football fields with helmets and pads, not in his relationships.
The news reporter got his name wrong, that would not have troubled him. He was never one to look for attention; he probably would not have even corrected her. He was a special person and his presences will be greatly missed.
His name is Lemroy Lawrence.
He leaves a wife, two children, family, friends and students; sadden and suddenly.