Hers a small letter to all to know from me a friend of mine a brother:
Nathan, was a brother to me he was more then a friend he was there for me in the worst of me, he was there in the best of me. He was not like no other, he wasn�t a follower but he wasn�t a leader he was himself. My life was dedicated around Nathan and as his to me, I have a lot of great friends but know one could touch him. In the major problems in my life especially the last 6 months. He was the only one to know about them. But, he helped......he helped me get rid of the those problems everything from me lying, stealing, speeding beyond reason, even trying to take my own life (HE WAS THERE) I believe he still is. He has to be because my life was planned, my life was planned with him in it. and, without him, without Nathaniel James Kasten well who am I. You, know its not far, its not far that I could get all this attention in school for being stupid. He was the smart one the reasonable one. But, because he saw me speed he did it to but only one time. AND IT TOOK HIM. ON September 23 Nathan Kasten asked rich west if he needed a ride home rich gladly excepted this. On the way home Nathan decide to show rich what is little tiny Honda civic hatchback could do so turning on to twin bridges Nathan shifted into first throwing the Honda into a high rpm to get it in second third fourth in till he neared a curve made for maybe 15 mph at a speed of around 85 mph. Nathan tried to stay on the right side of the road until the back tires of the car gave out sending him flying toward one ditch but Nathan over corrected sending the car in a huge drop off slamming him into a tree. AS rich awoke he looked around in shock looking over to see Nathan with his head down not moving with blood pouring from his head as rich screamed at the top of his lungs to wake him up but nothing happened rich ran for help hafting to climb out the back latch due to the so badly damaged car by the time help came Nathan was barley breathing That�s when I arrived coming home from a night spent over my brothers house. To see the most horrible sight in my life I tried to talk to Nathan but nothing. I got to see him one last time. and I got to tell him how much I love him I don�t know if he was breathing at the time but I think ether way he herd me. Good bye Nathan and in front of all I tell you I love you and my life will never be the same. Bryan Carl Carmean #41 live's on
This page is for my best friend, and all of the photos i have gathered and a small amount of information on each photo.
