Hi Everyone, 

My name is Carlyn, and I live in the Ft. Lauderdale area. I joined this site because a very dear friend of mine was killed in a hit-and-run accident in May. My friend Rick, whom I called my "little brother" was on his bicycle in Back Bay Boston around 2am when a drunk driver rear ended him, sent him airborne, and then dragged him down the street while trying to flee. My friend died a day later. He was only 29. Rick was a kind, smart, funny man. He made people laugh; he cared passionately about injustices; he ate more than any man I've ever known. I called him a human garbage disposal and bought him groceries when he was broke. 

My friend was going to learn to sail at the time of his death; I could picture him joining a round-the-world sailing crew and posting pictures from amazing places. He went to Israel on birthright; went to Spain, Burning Man, etc. He learned to firespin. 

I feel like part of me is missing now. His death was so cruel and unnecessary. I'm grateful I was able to attend his memorial service, but the trial for his killer is ongoing. Part of me wants the man to go to jail for a very long time; the other part of me knows that won't bring Rick back.

Anyway, sorry for the rambling, but as you can clearly tell, I'm still sorting out my emotions.