Just lost one on 6-30. Class of 1975. He was a nice guy, tougher than anyone would think. He called out the HS tennis coach and said he would meet him in the gym with gloves anytime. He wasn't a real physical specimen but he was pissed. The coach wouldn't commit. The only time I think I ever knew he was pissed. He was an Army vet, Chaplains assistant. He had some kind of surgery for cancer and just couldn't recover. Is it a blessing that it was fairly quick?
RIP Mike Beucler.
