Grief for a young man

First: Yesterday, got a call from a friend that her young nephew had died in a car accident, would I come over? You bet I would. The trouble is, I knew this young man. I met him when I moved into Wadley. He was funny, engaging, handsome, wild, and in high school. His Aunt and Uncle, and cousins were church members of the church I Pastored. He went across the parking lot to the Baptist Church with his family. Watched him grow, graduate, get training to weld, and go to work. He was a good boy with a good job. His death was sudden. He happened to lose control, drift over into the other lane where he met an oncoming car. It was instantaneous. His family is devastated. I went to be a friend, and left to cry. I just cannot imagine. This morning I was looking over pictures of my little ones and just cried. Could not imagine if it was one of them.