Never have I thought that I would lose a close friend who touched so many people in so many ways. Its truly been a rough week for me emotionally and mentally as I lost a close companion in Adam Flanagan. Adam and I went back to 1988 almost 20 years ago when I met him in Hawkinsville, Ga. I was sent to Georgia in the 11th grade to escape the gang activity that i was involved in California, and to get myself together. The first guy that I met after moving in with my Grandmother and entering the High School was Adam Flanagan, who was welcoming to me and introduced me to his friends and family. He made my transition easier once there and since then we been great friends. We had great times together in High school for the year that I was there and have many great stories. I later came back to california to graduate but still went to Ga every year and even attending college there until 93. We always keep and touch and saw eah other. In an attempt to change his life from dealing drugs and the death of his brother to the drug game at the age of 18 being shot in the head and left out on the street to die, Adam decided to make a change for the good. He Joined the United States Navy and wa stationed in Alameda, California for a few year. I helped drive him to California and was basically his intoducer to my home state of california. He later transfered to San Diego and was even closer to me. He visited my house often on Sundays to have a meal and to watch games and hang out. We did so much things together like chase girls, go to the beach, the usual young guy things. My parents loved him and trated him like a son throughout his early years in Cali during the 90's. He married a beatiful lady and had a family. Adam later joined the Marines after his time was up in the Navy, serving 2 tours in Iraq. We always kept in touch. Adam knew how much of a fishing fanatic I was and would always let me stay in his house when I was fishing in San Diego, which is a 2 hr drive south of my home. I would go to his house the night before and then get up and go fishing. This would happen frequently on weekends. Adam joined a motorcycle club called Twisted in San Diego 3 years ago and rode sport motorcycles as a hobby. Lots of his marine fallas was in the group as well as civilians. He loved the club and would talk about them often. He even tried to get me into the hobby and I am still looking into a motorbike at this time. He rode with passion and great enthusiam. His life was tragically ended whe he died on his bike a week and a half ago after under estimating a curve at a high rate of speed. He ran into the median. I got the news while at work in the morning and was at a funk and still is to some extent. I attended the wake and the funeral and was amazed at how many people were there. There was a memorial ride for him in which well over 500 people and bikers participated in. Adam touched a lot of people. He had lots of friends. He was a great companion to others who always gave encouraging advice as well as cheered people up from there down moments. I talked to lots of people who were aorund them and heard great stories about him and how much he helped them and cheered them up with laughter and joy and jokes. There was laughter at the service when people spoke about him, as well as tears. I had no idea that I had a great friend who was loved by so many. I was proud of him aseeing how he progressed from being who he was in the past to how he was now. A respectful honorable man and provider for his family. I heard from adam a week before he died. he left a message on my answering machine in which he said " Brian if you need anything, give me a call" He also said to get my act together after I had an argument with a sister after she called him, He said "I am better than that." I did not answer the phone call when he called but listened to the message. A week later, I found out that he was killed. I as still low about this and did not work today to try to deal with this lost, but I learned a lesson from Adam that will be with me for life. Live Life to the fullest, be friendly. There was not many people that did not like him. And if he did not know you, he would know you after a general conversation as he was very sociable. Be a good family man and provider like he was. He loved his children and wife and would do anything for them. And just be there for people when they call on you. I will truly miss Adam and I loved him like he was my brother. Please pray for my transitioning and growth after this loss. I had to share this with somebody, so I choose my BOC family. Thanks for taking the time to read this. Brian.