I don't know where to begin. Last night while during league play, one of my teammates and good friend, was in the middle of running the table out when all of the sudden, he just collapses to the ground. It looked like it might be a seizure or something similar, but soon found out his pulse was slowing and his breathing had stopped.... I was the first one to him to try to help him through whatever it was. Then the breathing stopped entirely so we started to do cpr, then a nurse that was playing on a table accross the room came over and her and another continued cpr until the ambulance got there. By then it seemed to be too late. They shocked him 3 times to no avail while there.
They rushed him to the ER where after another 15 min of trying to revive .... he was pronounced dead.
I am sorry if I am being a bit to graphic for some. Fred Shapiro , the eldest of my teamates had had a massive heart attack just as he was getting ready to run the last three balls off the table. He has been a teammate for the last 3 years
and a friend for even longer.
It just dumbfounds me that when its time... its time. I spent all night up and couldnt stop thinking about everything, including all of the petty things that us and our loved ones bicker and argue about that now seem futile in the big scheme of things. I am sorry once again, but this place seems comfortable enough and with good enough people that I can share these thoughts with everyone, so that they too can try to look past all of the little things and share this time that we have together like it could be our last... because it could be. He went quickly and doing what he loved to do. It is not the first time that I have heard of somone dropping in the middle of a run like that ... but it is the first time that I have seen or experienced something like that. Once again thank you for your time everyone, and your support. So I Dedicate to Fred, The Unfinished Run .. I hope you get to finish it somewhere buddy... you will be missed friend.
They rushed him to the ER where after another 15 min of trying to revive .... he was pronounced dead.
I am sorry if I am being a bit to graphic for some. Fred Shapiro , the eldest of my teamates had had a massive heart attack just as he was getting ready to run the last three balls off the table. He has been a teammate for the last 3 years
and a friend for even longer.
It just dumbfounds me that when its time... its time. I spent all night up and couldnt stop thinking about everything, including all of the petty things that us and our loved ones bicker and argue about that now seem futile in the big scheme of things. I am sorry once again, but this place seems comfortable enough and with good enough people that I can share these thoughts with everyone, so that they too can try to look past all of the little things and share this time that we have together like it could be our last... because it could be. He went quickly and doing what he loved to do. It is not the first time that I have heard of somone dropping in the middle of a run like that ... but it is the first time that I have seen or experienced something like that. Once again thank you for your time everyone, and your support. So I Dedicate to Fred, The Unfinished Run .. I hope you get to finish it somewhere buddy... you will be missed friend.
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