It's so sad.
Many of us in the newsroom are having a hard time with the death of Jeret "Speedy" Peterson.
He started out as one of those guys who we were just going to interview, but soon became the type of guy you wanted to be around.
The last time I was around Speedy, we were in spin class. We immediately launched into a conversation when we saw each other. Quickly our chat turned into what I thought was a big tease by Speedy. He questioned whether he could make it through the spin class. Did he have the endurance to peddle for one hour straight? Of course I thought he had to be joking. Here was a guy who had competed on the world stage of sports, not once, but three times! Hey, it was Speedy who always did everything better than anyone else. He didn't disappoint. Speedy was a "speedster" at spin. The sad thing though, I never saw Speedy again. We never seemed to be at the gym at the same time, and I wish that wasn't the case. Like many of you, I would have liked to talk again, talk some more, talked deeper with Speedy about life beyond the gym.
Of course, that opportunity is gone. Speedy is gone. He took his own life on Monday in the hills outside of Salt Lake City.
It's just so sad. So difficult to think of anything else right now.