There are many lessons in life. Some are harder to learn than others, but there is one in particular that, despite its relentless persistence and stunning pain, I never seem to grasp: life isn’t fair.
Our family, the tight-knit group of men and women whom have invested so much time, energy, and love into the hopes and dreams of our band, has lost a founding member. Randall has passed away. Whether you knew him as Randall, Randy, the Amazing Rando, or by countless other affectionate nicknames in whatever walk of life you happened to share with him, you were lucky. He was caring and compassionate, loving and warm, generous and thoughtful. He was, with uncompromising loyalty, a dedicated husband to his wife Amanda. In the nearly 5 years since he joined Andrew, Robert, and me to form Borrow Tomorrow, I have enough fond memories to last a lifetime, but that’s not to say I hadn’t room for many more. He was the glue, the sounding board, the handyman, the seasoned vet. He was a man you wanted on your team. For nearly 5 years, he was on ours, and call us selfish, it was far too brief.
Rando, you’ll forever grace the stage as a permanent fixture in our memories and in our hearts.
“We all shine on, like the moon, and the stars, and the sun…”