Andrew Ian Dodge died on Friday at the age of 46. While I was not regularly in touch with Andrew, I will miss him. He stirred the pot and he had a lot of fun doing so. He was a good, funny and weird dude and we had some great exchanges.
Andrew has been described as a Tea Party activist, but I feel description that does not do justice to what he was all about. While he and I came from different philosophical and political perspectives, we shared common experience in that we both felt misunderstood by both our enemies and our friends. Andrew had a bit of a Merry Prankster vibe about him. He was there to tell some truth, and made a good time out of it. He was one of the few conservatives I knew to denounce frivolous and reckless war policies regardless of who waged them, and in doing so, I found he was one of the few truly conservative conservatives I knew.
And while we did disagree on a lot of things, we also agreed on quite a bit. This what we discussed the one night we shared some beers. He sought me out, bought me a beer, and we talked about life, education, passion, and shared annoyances. We shared a love for the pursuit of joy in life while agitating a fundamentally hypocritical system. There are not enough people like him this world, and I am saddened to think we have lost one of our own.
PHOTO CREDIT: Keith Luke