A childhood friend, a good man, died last night. He was my age. And while we’ve lost touch, I had heard he’d done well in his life. Civil engineer, married a beautiful woman who served as a nurse, continued to be a beloved son, sibling, cousin and nephew. When I had heard he collapsed while playing basketball, and had gone into cardiac arrest, it stopped me in my tracks. I had wanted to go see him, but decided to let him be with his family while healing. You never really think someone young could pass away. Especially someone who had so much going for him, and now with all the…