As I feared, she was not calling with good news. In fact, her first words were, "I wish I was calling you with good news." Instead, she was calling to tell me that one of our friends had been killed in a car accident early Tuesday morning. I had actually heard about the accident on the news on Tuesday morning and thought "how awful" after hearing the story.
Rick was a Type I diabetic and he had a devil of a time managing it. It was not unusual for him to have "episodes." Having traveled with him on a number of choir tours, you learned very quickly how to recognize the signs of one of his episodes. And it was a "quick, give me a peppermint" before everything was under control again. It is believed that he had one of these while driving on Monday night, got lost, and then crashed after failing to make a necessary turn at a dead-end road. Unfortunately, rescue workers were unable to get to him after the crash b/c the car was already engulfed in flames by the time they arrived.
|Cortni (Rick's daughter), Rick, and Me in Ireland|
And I will be equally as honored to sing him home at his memorial service, along with many, many others of his musician friends!