A friend I've known since Jr. High died this week. He almost made it to 40. We were both part of the spray paint/skateboard/Jackass wannabe crew in high-school, and reconnected after we graduated in the punk party scene.
After we both settled down, he and his wife taught at the high school my son went to while their son was enrolled in my preschool.
We both still skateboarded on through adulthood and he was also a Mauy Thai fighter. The last time we skated together I ended up falling, landing in the splits, royally fucking my ankle and didn't fully recover for 2 years. Needless to say, my friends and I aren't known for picking the safest of activities.
But the cause of his death? Of all things?
Slip and fall in the shower.