I'm sitting here at the computer trying to write a eulogy for a great friend and mentor. My buddy Kelly worked for many years in the fluid transfer business, a true guru with nearly any pump. He taught me how to fly fish, laughing at my first few attempts until I became "competent".We shared a lot of adventures. On Wednesday, I went to the hospital to say my goodbyes, as the cancer had started causing his body to shut down. He was in a coma at that point. He passed away an hour after I left the hospital. His wife asked me to write and read the eulogy at his funeral on Monday. Writing it is hard, reading it will be harder. Funny how immaterial some of the stuff we come up with as a humans is, me being as guilty as anyone. Watching a dear friend fade away really makes you look at things in a different light.