I was at the pool celebrating Memorial Day when my phone rang around 8:00 in the evening, “Boosky I need to tell you before you look at Twitter, I think Rod’s dead.” I went numb and had to remove myself from my friends as I felt my gut launch into a tailspin. Like many others I refused to believe it. I spent the next two and a half hours anguishing as more and more details leaked. When the news was confirmed the wave of grief that struck Auburn fans felt like the weight of the Haley Center collapsing upon us all.
One Breath Removed from Eternity: Remembering Rod Bramblett
