Jon Palmer, my longtime friend and occasional attendee of paintball, shoots, and swap meets, was killed Thursday afternoon. A lady pulled out in front of him and stopped in the middle of a divided two lane highway. Jon was on his motorcycle, a hobby he enjoyed equally to shooting, snowmobiling, old cars, and a score of other interests.

He was killed doing something he loved to do. Something he spent years learning, practicing and improving. Then someone put him in a situation where there was nothing he could have done to prevent it.

He will be sorely missed by his wife, his family, and his friends. He will never get to finish his '69 Roadrunner, and he and I will never cruise to breakfast some warm Sunday morning.  

Matthew Kmieczak