Riley Poor

Today was one of those days that you never want to have happen. One of the most gut-wrenching feelings to your heart, when emotions fly wild but you try to keep them controlled. I received a text message today telling me that a long time family friend had been injured. 
There are not to many details out yet, but my thoughts and prayers are with the Poor family. An accident like this really makes me realize how small and supportive the ski community is. No matter the distance or the amount of times you rarely get to enjoy that persons company mean so much in the long run. It is unfortunate that this injury has set upon him, and it makes us all realize how valuable and fragile life is; we need to not take life for-granted. 
Riley's family used to live in good ole' VT the same time that we did. Our parents were friends because of biking. I remember going over to his dad's bike big red barn bike shop and playing on the swing-set while bikes were being talked about. When my mom, Sarah and I moved to Crested Butte we were all slowly reunited. Riley was the first person that brought me out to a bar underage, since I was sitting bored at Kevin and Adam's little hole of an apartment. Kev and I shared numerous dinner dates with Riley and Katrina while we all lived, played and worked in CB. Riley is an amazing cinematographer and an enjoyable person. 
Riley is a strong kid, I believe that he can make it through this. My thoughts and prayers are there for him and his family. 


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