I went to high school in Kearney, Nebraska at Kearney High School.
I didn't have a lot of friends from my own class. Most of them were from the class one year younger.
One friend (I use the term friend loosely here) I had who I was in Cub Scouts in Junior High with and we hung out at each other's houses a couple of times and I had a few classes with was Jeff Harris. We were in the same graduating class (1984) at Kearney High. I don't remember him that well (It was the early 1980's, it was a looooong time ago!) but he was a decent kid from my recollection.
I was reminded of him today when one of my Facebook friends, who was in the same graduating class as I was in 1984, posted "RIP Jeff Harris" on her page today.
His last name is different now (Smith) for some unknown reason. He passed away on May 29 at a hospital in Omaha.
His birthdate was one day before mine, same year. He lived in a rural area of Nebraska according to his obituary which I looked up in the local paper (kearneyhub.com) online.
It occured to me today that I will end up finding out about more people I went to high school with who pass away. Its a part of getting older I suppose.
I don't have particularly fond memories of my high school experience. I was a very average student who was a little too creative for his own good. Which explains why my current career suits me so well.
Finding out about Jeff's death today made me pause for a moment. I hope he lived a good and happy life.
