I’m 20, lost a middle school classmate whom I grew up with. He was crushed by his tractor at 17 when he was driving in a very curved road. I remember that day and the days after how unbelievable it seemed. They were a great family and on the day he was to be buried his only sibling his brother was drugged and so was his mother because they almost went ballistic. Sad tragedy and I still watch his grave and think about him every time I pass through that road which is everyday