My good friend Alan just took his life last week.
He was someone I felt I could always rely on in SHTF to hold the line and not hesitate to do the right thing.
He was a member of this board (I dont know which SN)
We lived far apart in recent years since we both moved due to jobs..
I always felt a certain kinship with the man...
Sadly same the "cool kids" in the Combat shooter community sometimes would not give him a whole lot of respect because he non-mil, overweight and with his glasses looked a bit like the quintessential "Fudd", plus his rifle was not cool and expensive but an economy rifle...
Alan wasn't a Fudd and did the best he could with the resources he had..
He looked like a giant bear of a man but was actually saddened I noticed when during a range day a bunch of guys he looked up to, with $2000 rifle set ups, optics included, made fun of his 600 dollar optic less rifle..when he was trying hard to be part of that community..
he did lose tons of weight at some point and got pretty fit and showed us what he could do.
What ultimately happend I think is the combination of moving to another state away from his friends, a divorce, job loss and then the lockdown.. at some point prior to the lockdown he was becoming very overweight again and didnt even want to come out and meet up with his old buds for that reason...
I feel I should have tried harder to keep in touch... maybe it could have been prevented.
But the last time I called he didnt pick up so I called less when I should have called more...
Sorry if I am rambling a bit, but when looking back at what I saw of his life, I always wished the community would have treated him a bit better.
In my mind however, the lockdown I feel, is what pushed him over the edge