By Liz Wood 

From the Hip: Community heroes reach out in their own way


The loss of a friend is heart-wrenching. I know. I lost my best friend to a car accident when we were 27 years old. We had been friends since we were five.

Last week, the class of 2008 lost a classmate and friend to a motorcycle accident. Young adults, parents and teachers were grieving over the loss.

Eddie Escobedo had a smile that could not be resisted, and he was always smiling. Every time I saw him, he had a hug for me.

Eddie was a classmate and friend of my son Garry. They became quick friends when we moved here in 1999, but Eddie had a lot of friends.

I remember when Garry first start...

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