after an exceptionally random dream i don't really want to get into on here at this moment in time, i should have known something was up, but i didn't. well, there's no way i could have known or anything ...

nonetheless, it's another of those uncanny moments where you find that maybe you knew something was wrong even before you really knew. all i know is that i had an exceptionally unnerving dream about former high school classmates last night and i learned this evening, while preparing for the game to begin at fenway, that a different proctor class of 98er, justin garvey, was killed in iraq yesterday.

if you want to talk about a good guy, justin was, during the five years i knew him, right up there among the best of them. funny, kind, laid-back but driven to succeed in life, he got along with everyone and never seemed overly cliquely or whatnot. he was cool without being too cool - i have pictures of him from project grad on the night of our graduation, playing cards with me in our room, jumping like a little kid on the beds ... i just can't believe he's gone.