IN MEMORIAM 💔@ChacingTheStorm

Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedThere is no warning; we look up, and the young are swept away into the blue. And now I am old, old, saying all the things the old would say when I was young - "he was too young, too young... I would trade places, if I could..." We have no warning when we will go - and we can make our peace with that. But to see others struck, to watch them disappear, is sometimes too shocking for the soul to bear. I crossed paths with Chace online when he first started chasing the Storm; that innocent wonder at all things wild was a delight to me, in my little WonderBunker, viewing the world through the eyes of my own StormSpotters. https://x.com/ChacingTheStorm/status/1900933285120754169 Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedChace was enthusiastic, with a joy in all things weather related, and his love for the friends in the chase was his life...so it was not in my mind that I would open my feed and find him gone.https://x.com/JordanHallWX/status/190216898958691990 Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedThank God for Life everlasting; but remember those who wait, and mourn, for the young are snatched away on a breath of wind, and they are gone, gone, up into the great Storm...IN MEMORIAM💔for Chace Fly high into the skies, above the cloud and storm,with lightning in your eyes and the Sun to keep you warm; with thunder in your wings as you watch the maelstrom form, Soaring with the Spirit of the Storm...