Recently there was a head-on car crash that killed five people. Two of those people were Becker College students. What I did not realize was that one of the boys was in my class. I did not know his name, and I didn't recognize him in any of the pictures that were released. It was only when my class had a speaker telling us about his passing and about how we have a counselor if we ever need to talk about this tragedy that I realized it was him.

I am the type of person to feel pain for people that I have never met. When I hear of someone who has run into some bad luck, I can't help but think about how their lives may be turned upside down. I can't help but think about the people that would be affected in the wake of the tragedy. Naturally, that is what I thought when I heard that Jordan Fisher had been in the car crash that I had been hearing so much about. The wrong-way collision that ended five lives too soon.

He sat at the table next to mine in Statistics. I never spoke to him, if I did it was only a word or two. I did not know him, but now when I sit in that class I can feel the emptiness emanating from his seat. I can only think of the lives affected by this boy being taken away so early in his life. The poor friends and family who did get the pleasure of knowing him. My sincerest condolences go out to them.

And I do not want to offend anybody by talking about the lost soul that I did not know. I just wanted to tell people that I am sorry that he is no longer with us, along with the others that passed.

Rest in peace.