The earliest Randy memories are me as an annoying kid wrestling with him thinking I could beat up a Green Beret. The other is him teaching me to scuba dive in the Prospect Reef pool.
I remember my first ocean dive (at 7) with him saying to my parents before a dive: "Oh, let's just take Tad with us...he can use my octopus regulator and dive next to me. It will be OK". We jumped in together and the love for the ocean continues to this day.
A lot of time passed since that first dive. An overall memory I have of times with Randy is - he was a companion. By that I mean we could dive for a week, quietly read and talk about books on the Peter Island ferry, have conversations that often had him just laughing with a simple yes or no reply and getting a Becks beer on the way home.
As I was close to graduating college, I remember us talking about jobs and what to experience in life. Randy was probably in his early 50's. I remember him talking about how much he enjoyed his job and where he lived. I think he literally said - Ah, life can't get better than this....
The last time my wife and I dove with Randy was before Charlie and Lauren's wedding. I didn’t know it would be our last, but had gratitude to be with the Keils and had lunch next with Randy as we talked about our boys playing sports.
When he passed away and besides sadness, I kept coming back to the basic thought: Most people in life search for a great spouse, want a job they enjoy, have great kids, and live in a great place. Most people spend a lifetime trying to experience one or two of these things, but rarely do you get all of them.
Randy found a life adventure partner with Maritha, Lauren and Austin are great kids, built a career doing the one thing (scuba) he enjoyed the most, and lived in the BVI. He got all 4 and had a life well lived!