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Post by E on Jun 29, 2006 8:54:35 GMT -5
I know this story. Not only do I know it just from knowing Ben, but I've even read this rendition before. When reading it again, though, something hit me that I've never considered in-depth before. You see, I know the friend that was driving the truck Ben was in when he crashed. I've known him my entire life. In fact, he was carrying me up (and down) that incredibly long set of stairs that lead to the place we call the Cave just last night. And since I was born disabled, this friend -- we'll call him Kevin for the sake of this -- has been really good friends with at least one gimp his entire life.
And then came the car accident 8 years ago. Since then, Ben and Kevin have remained good friends -- though Ben's just left us for Denver, the bastard. And I'm still friends with Kevin, as close as we've been since 5 years old.
It just seems like this one AB guy has a bunch of gimps in his life, none by his "choosing", really, and I just wonder out loud what the purpose is. Of course, there is no answer, just another interesting oddity in a mysterious universe...
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