I was at a funeral home last night.
Big John died and it was sad.
Big John was obviously big and he was nice and caring and his death came all too soon. Big John was 54 years old, just two years older than me, and he died of a heart attack. He is the fifth man in the past two years that I know who died in their 50s from a heart attack. This is getting too close to home and the numbers are just too high for me to comprehend.
Big John had two daughters. One is a sophomore in high school. The other is a sophomore in college and they were not ready to say good bye. I have two children ages 12 and nine and I want to see their wedding day. That of course is not guaranteed but I am doing everything I can to make sure it happens.
That is why I work out. That is why I watch what I eat although that probably won’t happen at least two days this week. I will grub on Thanksgiving Day and I plan on enjoying myself the night before. These are my cheat days and I can have them because I watch myself the rest of the week and I will work out at least four times this week.
There are a lot of people like Big John. He was diabetic with high blood pressure. His body tried to tell him something was wrong when he suffered a mild stroke a few years ago. Big John did not listen and he had a huge fried shrimp dinner the night before he died.
He went to sleep and never woke up.
Here comes the message now. Watch what you eat. And exercise as much as you can.
You see, Big John is dead and he left us way too soon.