I’m struggling to write something, Jim. I don’t want to write — I want to talk to you about college escapades that came about from being roommates. I want to relive our road trips together, compare our family vacations, and hear about your boating adventures. I want to pick up the phone and talk about life, politics, the stock market, and listen to you brag about your wife and kids.
But that is not the way it is supposed to be.
I hope you are hearing our prayers and know how much you are missed. Godspeed, Jim. All this will have to wait until I catch up to you.
In Hoc Signo Vinces
Charlie Haupt
Sigma Chi Fraternity Brother and Friend