Again, I appreciate the kind words from everyone. Patrick's funeral was good. About 200 law enforcement officers from around the area were there and he got the full procession to the church and back to the funeral home. There was also two members of the National Guard there for a flag folding ceremony. Afterward, I got together with a bunch of his friends and we shared memories. It was nice. It still seems strange that he's gone, though. He was such a big part of my life. Since he moved four hours away to be a cop, I didn't see him in person as much, but we talked on the phone and emailed each other frequently. Now that's gone and I don't know how to act. I've accepted his passing, well, at least as much as anyone can accept the loss of a close friend, but I still keep half expecting him to call me or show up at my house. It's funny how you know that death is a fact of life and you know that it's going to happen to you and those you care about, but it's still such a shock when it does happen.