A good friend of mine died recently. He was 20 years old. 3 months and two days shy of his 21 birthday. He was in an automobile accident. He started out as my drug dealer, but through all the time we spent together we became close. He was like my brother. We both loved the stock market, hanging out, and stupid shows like impractical jokers. He was brilliant. By the age of 20 he owned his OWN house. It was a small house mind you, but it was his. He was a stock market guru as well, at least to me. Though before he died he was up 14,000 dollars from an investment of 20,000. For a total of 34,000. He was a good man and a good friend. He had the best sense of humor and I will always love him. Some of the best memories I have are sitting on his couch and talking about stocks, or school, or even daily plans.