Did not know exactly where to post this. I have a friend, Tim, 43, anesthesiologist who I have known for 10 years. We've been riding together and put up over 20,000 miles together in that time period. We have moved up on bikes until we both got 2006 SEUC last May. We were just making final arrangement on our "Glacier Park" ride coming up in August two days ago. this morning got a call from one of my other biking buddies, who told me Tim and his wife were found shot to death in their home (foul play suspected, details pending). I guess all the how and why questions will come to light, but the shock of losing someone in a violent way has left me in an intraspective mood. It is hard to find good friends, even harder to find true friends, but when you find one who loves his motorcycle as much as you do, it is even harder. My ride this summer with our other band of brothers will not be one rider short, and I guess I will always envision him right there behind me on every trip I take, but unfortunately they will still never be quite the same. John