Love Is It A Reason To Die For..

His body is gone and is soul shall live on. This is a story about Mr. Jockers that held many divorce cases up and the man that did so much for all people. He was such a integral part of the courthouse and the community here in town. He has the kindest soul and now it is gone to the heavens.  His songs I can still hear him playing his guitar and singing and what a crowd he would draw.
 
  As I was almost prepared to go see him last night and got caught up in chat here I am glad I did not go there for he was not there. Everyone had gone to his house after he did not show up to the stage and pounded on the door and windows until finally his brother being an officer of the community busted the window, and lo and behold they found him on his bed. Gone.

All morning I sit here and wonder just how blue he had become with the loss of his wife to another man. From what I heard he had taken this hard the last two weeks and had seen her with the other man on Friday night. Did all his friends know what he was really hiding inside his heart or was it something they did know and could do nothing about it. As we all know a loss, whether it be a divorce or a death can tip someone over, especially when it is one that you have been with along time, the pain is surreal for some and devastation to another. This I conclude is his story.

  As I spoke to him and hugged him in the courthouse just the other day he still maintained a twinkle in his eyes and checked his smartphone to tell me where he was playing next.  I am in very much disbelief and shocked of this news and maybe by writing this it may shed a glimpse of light on such a darkened day. Today as we celebrate Palm Sunday I see as in the old days how the scorn and fall of Jesus Christ walking through the streets and all holding their palm branches, I think of Bobby walking into the courthouse all sharp looking with his black suit and tie and always, always a smile for everyone.  For what I am trying to say here is never underestimate the power of love, as it does kill some that can not or will not live without the lost companion. As grief is evident in our lives also we must try to reach out and take one's hand and let them know that we are here for them.

A possible intervention may have distracted his very sad self this evening and somehow try to make it to his job. Maybe he could not face it if she was to go, this we do not know, All I know is that I write of love, a man of love and a man scorned from love, why oh why does someone have to take their lives for others. All the friends and family are mourning today and shocked as it was not apparent to those close around him just what inside him was going on. We will never know.  To loose him is like loosing a brother, a kindred spirit gone amongst us now. May he rest in peace and know that we wil forever and always carry him with us wherever we go.  RIP Robert J. Jockers, the attorney, the musician, and most of all the FRIEND.


Thank you for reading this sad story.

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