I opened the door to the MacArthur Room at Fort Leavenworth's Command and General Staff College. John McWethy sat at the desk answering emails on his laptop. A larger than life portrait of the famous general stared from the wall. I laughed out loud.
John half looked up from his task. "I know, I know. I'm well aware that he is looking over my shoulder."
I curled into a leather chair and waited for John to finish so we could discuss the day's media training. We talked, exchanged ideas, laughed our guts out.
My friend John McWethy has died. He was killed in a skiing accident in Colorado yesterday. I am floored by the news. We were looking forward to getting together next week to talk some more, exchange more ideas, laugh our guts out.
John lived life to the n'th degree. I feel so privileged to have shared moments of mirth and inspiration with him.
Til we meet again.