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Some of you in Charlotte probably saw this story. Matt Hawkins and I met in the third grade. We became fast friends and would be classmates and best of friends for fourth and fifth grade. We attended church together, we played football together for Belk Yates, we were bitter enemies in little league baseball. Matt was very competitive and confident in his abilities. It was sad when his father was transferred with Black and decker and the Hawkins family left Asheboro. We agreed we would keep up and we did for a couple of years with occasional phone calls and a few letters.
We lost touch in the high school and college years although I often thought about him and wondered what he was up to. Out of the blue one night in 2001 Matt called, he had tracked me down by calling my parents. We talked for well over an hour and caught up on our lives and such. We agreed we would get together soon to catch up more. We started talking regularly and Matt soon joined a group of our friends on a trip to the Bahamas. It was very cool to have Matt back in my life, we were interested in the same things and were on the same wavelength. I think Matt had a photographic memory, It was amazing how he could recall things from our Asheboro childhood days.
We began to do camping trips together on a semi regular basis, Matt LOVED camping and it was fun to be around someone who enjoyed camping as much as I did. We would cook hot dogs and sit around the fire and talk about so many things. I'm thankful for those memories. In 2005 my ex and I opened a sandwich shop in Asheville, Matt had much experience with his Subway's and he was so generous to share his knowledge and skills by helping us in so many ways. He would not let me pay him, he was a real pain that way. I bought him a pressure washer as a gift but he insisted I could borrow it anytime I needed it. He tried to pay for every meal we ate out when he came up to Asheville.
Two weeks ago Matt came up to Asheville to help me on a bathroom remodel job I was doing, we worked until 2am friday night, Saturday we finished up mid afternoon and decided that we should head into the mountains and do an overnight camp out. We swam in a waterfall, we built a fire and ate hot dogs and loved every minute of it. I can not fathom that Matt is gone.
Some of you in Charlotte probably saw this story. Matt Hawkins and I met in the third grade. We became fast friends and would be classmates and best of friends for fourth and fifth grade. We attended church together, we played football together for Belk Yates, we were bitter enemies in little league baseball. Matt was very competitive and confident in his abilities. It was sad when his father was transferred with Black and decker and the Hawkins family left Asheboro. We agreed we would keep up and we did for a couple of years with occasional phone calls and a few letters.
We lost touch in the high school and college years although I often thought about him and wondered what he was up to. Out of the blue one night in 2001 Matt called, he had tracked me down by calling my parents. We talked for well over an hour and caught up on our lives and such. We agreed we would get together soon to catch up more. We started talking regularly and Matt soon joined a group of our friends on a trip to the Bahamas. It was very cool to have Matt back in my life, we were interested in the same things and were on the same wavelength. I think Matt had a photographic memory, It was amazing how he could recall things from our Asheboro childhood days.
We began to do camping trips together on a semi regular basis, Matt LOVED camping and it was fun to be around someone who enjoyed camping as much as I did. We would cook hot dogs and sit around the fire and talk about so many things. I'm thankful for those memories. In 2005 my ex and I opened a sandwich shop in Asheville, Matt had much experience with his Subway's and he was so generous to share his knowledge and skills by helping us in so many ways. He would not let me pay him, he was a real pain that way. I bought him a pressure washer as a gift but he insisted I could borrow it anytime I needed it. He tried to pay for every meal we ate out when he came up to Asheville.
Two weeks ago Matt came up to Asheville to help me on a bathroom remodel job I was doing, we worked until 2am friday night, Saturday we finished up mid afternoon and decided that we should head into the mountains and do an overnight camp out. We swam in a waterfall, we built a fire and ate hot dogs and loved every minute of it. I can not fathom that Matt is gone.
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