I got some bad news today. My old friend Steve lost his little brother, Seth, this past wednesday. He was only 25. I don't know the details. I only found out because Steve's wife posted it on her my space page.

Steve and I became friends in 1991, when we played in a rock band together. He was the lead singer and I played bass. We were band mates for about 3 years, before I left for another band. We split on good terms. We were pretty close friends and were even roommates for a couple years.

I didn't know Seth very well. My memories of him are mostly from him poking his nose in on the band practices. He always wanted to watch us rehearse.

I know his family was very spiritual, so I'm sure that Seth is with the Lord now.

I can only imagine how devastated Steve and his family are. All I can do now is pray for them.