Yesterday I received the horrifying news that the son of my good high school friend Rick Bruner had been murdered. This was Rick’s message to his friends:
It is a very sad morning as I bid farewell to my son, Kyle Nicholas Bruner, 1st mate of the Yankee Clipper, age 33, sailor, poet, teacher, musician and rascal, who was shot and killed this day on a street in Nassau, Bahamas. He did the things he loved. He loved and was loved by many. He was at times exasperating and inspiring… charming and maddening. He loved the sea and it always called him back from where ever he might have seemed settled. We will miss him, but we won’t be alone in that.
Later in the day, we found out that Kyle had been shot while trying to protect two women who were being mugged.
As Rick put it, “It doesn’t make it any easier to handle, but it fits with the way he lived his life.”