We'll miss you, Ted

We lost someone close to us on Friday.

The day before Steve's birthday.

Just like 12 years ago. 

When Grandpa Teenie died.

It was the day before Steve's birthday.

It's a really shitty trend. 

Ted lived two houses down from Steve when he was growing up.

He and Ted's son Turk (his name was Ryan but he was born close to Thanksgiving so his dad gave him the nickname and it stuck) were best friends since they could remember.

Photos of them playing together at 3, 4, 5, 6 years old.

All the way up into middle school age.

Then Turk got... a little messed up....and needed help.

And this is where I lose track of what really happened.

No matter how much time passed, he and Steve could pick right back up and it'd be like old times.

Then he got really sick and hooked on heroin.

And as he put it himself, he "couldn't fight the demons anymore" and he took his own life.

This was in 2007.

Steve kind of became Ted's surrogate son after Turk died.

We made sure to stop there and check in on him and Patty.

The girls went Trick Or Treating at their house for the first 6 years of Mila's life.

They always spoiled our girls at Christmas time.

Ted was a good guy. A good neighbor.

Gone too soon.

We'll miss you.